Right now we are being challenged to step into the big heart that we all have. It’s hard. The more potent the emotional trigger the harder it can be to “unlock” from whatever pops up. But we also have so much assistance available to help us through it.
I have a confession. It turns out i am a human. Who is flawed. And (gulp) imperfect. There’s something about the holidays that just leaves me feeling raw and vulnerable. I am sure I am alone in this. I am sure no other flawed, imperfect human struggles this time of year! Let me tell youContinue reading “Welcome to Humans Anonymous!”
I love Parker Palmer’s writings so much. I had to share this quote I stumbled upon. P.s. May all stay safe in the face of storms–internal or external. (We were spared from Matthew and feeling so very grateful. Prayers to anyone impacted.) As you integrate ignorance and failure into your knowledge and success, do theContinue reading “Embracing Brokenness”
I am embarking on the third round of birthdays, anniversaries and holidays without my mom. In the past two years it often felt like I was fumbling around in the dark with a scarf over my eyes, playing a twisted game of pin the tail on the donkey where I never even came close to the tail and IContinue reading “A failed game of pin the tail on the donkey”
Nobody is looking at my upper arms. Nobody is tracking their girth or tone. And yet lately I find myself at times scowling at them, sighing and fretting about the state of my triceps. I am typically at peace with my body. I do my best to practice self-love and compassion when it comes to my body image.Continue reading “Changing the Script”
It has taken three Christmases, two Easters and numerous birthdays and anniversaries since my mom passed away, but I think I finally found the sweet spot: The spot where I incorporate memories of my mom into a holiday celebration without repeating the Great Christmas Meltdown of 2015.