I'm done with pushing. I don't like it, I don't want it, you can have it back thank you very much. I'm talking about the energetic pushing. (Not the physical pushing - though definitely not into that at all!) The powering through, or powering over, a situation. Not my jam anymore. The results of this … Continue reading The magic of finding flow and dropping struggle in parenthood
I’d like to think that the truck full of young males headed to a landscaping job, sitting idle next to me at a stoplight, were cracking up at my dance moves because they were wowed by them and impressed by this forty-something’s swagger. But I’m pretty sure they thought I looked like Elaine from Seinfeld. … Continue reading She’s got the moves like Jagger (or maybe not . . .)
Yo ho ho! Happy Father’s Day!
"Sometimes the bee stings, and sometimes it makes honey." Z, age 4, tiny Buddha (and recently stung by a bee for the first time.) Watercolor pencil, pen and water
Such joy and freedom in saying NO. For calling bullshit on the inner dialog that said "this is how it is, I work full-time and have a child and blah blah blah here are all my excuses for why I should be permanently frazzled and fatigued." Facing the truth--that my time is precious indeed, so how can I use it to fuel joy?--was LIBERATING and EMPOWERING.
Let's just say expectations don't always match reality.
"I bet the alligators all got on a plane and said, let's go to Florida!"
In not-at-all-surprising news, I got sick with a bad cold. (My last post was literally about how I need to practice more self-care.) Sigh. I’m working on more rest, less doing in my daily life, so I figured practicing this while sick would be a good place to start. In fact, what better way to … Continue reading The man-cold experiment
IT SEEMS SO SIMPLE, RIGHT? And yet, there I was again, yelling like a shrew at my family this past weekend. All sleep-deprived and self-righteous. (I always become the self-righteous martyr when I'm parenting from an empty cup...look at me, sacrificing for ALL OF YOU, NONE of you whom seem to appreciate my greatness! LOL. NOT A GOOD LOOK FOR YOU, SARAH.)
Sick burn, four-year old.