The other night I read my daughter a book that mentioned how lobsters hide under rocks while molting a new… Read more I’m coming out of my shell! (And it’s a little scary)
I would like to now interject and add, What kind of nutty conditioning have I undergone that makes the embracing of joy so difficult and dare I say REBELLIOUS? I have this precious life in a body, a body that can eat starbursts (yes the candy) and go roller skating and sing karaoke and dance to “Thriller” and climb trees and paint pictures! HOW AMAZING IS THAT!
I’ve been hiding in my shell but it is finally time to come out! (HI)
At some point this past year I decided I wanted my life to be about pursuit of joy rather than reduction of suffering. And to paraphrase Frost, it has made all the difference.
Life advice from an acting coach.
The man who gives you a back rub without your permission. The guy who stands a little too close to you on the bus, so close you can smell the alcohol on his breath. The boys who joked and the men who joked and so many jokes but you were never laughing. The jokes you didn’t understand because you were too young to understand. The gut punch when you were old enough to finally get what they meant.
Sometimes we need to dig into the closet. What is in there that scares us? I’ve read that the Chinese… Read more Peering into the closet
I have a confession. It turns out i am a human. Who is flawed. And (gulp) imperfect. There’s something about… Read more Welcome to Humans Anonymous!
Can I hug you all? Seriously, consider these words a virtual hug traveling from WordPress to your computer or smartphone… Read more Thank You for Sitting on My Bench
Yesterday I did something that made my palms sweat and my heart race. I shared my story (the one I… Read more Sweaty Palms and…Joy?