Today I sat in the grass next to the bike path while my 6-year-old son repeatedly roared like a dinosaur at his 4-year-old sister, making her cry. Continue reading Today I sat in the grass
I’ll be honest: I have been having a hard time. The weather is turning springtime: the sun is shining, the leaves are fluttering green and fresh, grass is being mowed, birds are wooing and cooing, but I am stuck in my head – in a place of negativity, anxiety, and doubt. Continue reading Love Note From Nature
as the churning cacophony
each anxious human face
tucks neatly in its house Continue reading Cocoon the People
The juxtaposition of being a fragile human and a strong parent has never been more intense than this moment, during these times of global anxiety and local restraint. My children are young enough that they deserve to reside in the soft web of innocence a little longer. As parents, we are the weavers of this ethereal web, our sleight of hand holding the chaos at bay. These fibers become more tenuous each year, as our children’s arms and legs grow longer and their eyes begin to see farther into the truths of the world. Continue reading On wearing the Mom Suit
I hoped this mysterious mountain hike would offer my son some respite from the monotony of home and the pressures of eLearning. What it ultimately gave him was much more powerful than that. Continue reading Up and Down the Mountain
“uhhhh…Why do I have to DO this?” moaned my 6-year-old son as he melted off the desk chair, hanging sideways, arms flailed. After the most recent painful morning of begging and coercing my son to sit in front of the computer and feign interest in any sort of school work, I decided I needed a paradigm shift. Continue reading Why do I have to do this?
I feel like I’m waiting
My wheels stuck in mud.
Waiting to move again
to breathe out
to reach out
to unclench. Continue reading The Fly and I
Here we are settling in to our new realities of Social/Physical-Distancing, Self-Isolation, etc.…left only with Family, Nature, Self. The world screeched to a halt, and we are each frozen in time, sitting here holding only the cards we had in our hands at the time of this virus. Continue reading The Sifting
I have always been an overthinker. I’m a Virgo – Worrying is my jam. I will get a tickling of an idea in my head and then my mind starts to add to it line by line, like that kids game where each person’s random sentence builds a nonsensical story. I have worked myself into an irrational panic in this way many times. Continue reading Stop the Anxiety Train! This is Where I Get Off
Yesterday I felt hopeless. Overwhelmed.In this time of global stress we are being whipped up into a panic:
FEAR! They tell us.
HIDE! From what may come.
PREPARE! For the unknown. Continue reading Hope and the Present Moment