It’s that time of year. The giddy excitement of holidays and fresh snow is gradually replaced by the dread of scraping frosted windshields (again) and the monotony of wiping up wet, brown footprints. We grow bored with our cute sweaters, and our fur-lined boots are scuffed and crusted with salt. Continue reading Feeling S.A.D.? Me too.
I’m not going to tell you about all the positive things that came out of this cluster-fuck of a year. Continue reading This is not one of those feel-good posts about the hidden blessings of 2020
Momma’s losing her mind again. Continue reading Bewildered and Useless
My vulnerability is not “complaining.” It is not “attention-seeking.” I don’t claim to have hard knocks or burdens to bear. I just wear my humanity on my sleeve, because it’s okay to have hard days and feel deep emotions. It’s okay to get mired in the struggle once in a while. Being human is what we do, because, well, we’re all human. Continue reading Vulnerability (here I am)
Every morning I sit in this space. (Well, most mornings, when I can… sometimes after milks are poured and waffles toasted, jammies pulled over heads and sandwiches wrapped in plastic.) I tuck in around myself and breathe. Continue reading But First, Meditate.
I hope you know how important you are. I want you to know how much you are appreciated. You’ve shrugged it off before (the compliment) like, it’s just your job, just your day to day. But I have seen you soothe the most frantic children, your voice calm and your loving grip never loosening even as you take tiny fists and feet to the face. Continue reading Dear Preschool Teachers, With Love
I’ve always thought of my Earth Sign stability as an essential counterpart to the recklessness and turbidity of those who allowed themselves to be tossed in the wind. But perhaps I have been overlooking the valuable lesson of the Air Element: Release attachment. Continue reading Lessons from the wind
It began as an adolescent: I envied her popularity. I envied the magnificence of her giant bangs. I envied the ease of her flirtation with boys. I envied the way she wore her Z Cavariccis. I envied her athleticism, her tanned skin, her confidence, her status. I looked around at the girls who were my peers and I measured myself against them. In my mind, I always fell short. I turned the negative energy of envy inward, silently berating myself. Continue reading Envy
The work. The writing. The money. The emotion. The relationship. The family. These things are not mine to claim ownership over. Everything belongs to the universe. Continue reading Remain Awake
Working today on letting go of The Struggle and bringing in Joy. The meandering search for Joy in daily life seems more challenging now during these times of collective anxiety than ever before. Yet happiness should be simple! It’s a choice, they say. (but come on… if it were really just that easy, why wouldn’t everyone just choose to be happy??) Because we can’t let go … Continue reading Releasing the Struggle
