The goal is not to repress what the heart is stirred to express (hopes, losses, despairs, longings) but rather to hold it all in love....and then release.
Can we talk about how hard April has been? Really hard. You would think I'd be prepared, knowing it's the cruellest month and all. But nope. There has been an endless onslaught of bad news for people I care about. Tragedy, loss, injustice. One after another. (I need to close my FB feed for real.) … Continue reading Where the rubber meets the road
I hereby surrender and accept my current reality as it stands--in its messy glory, its ecstatic uncertainty.
Life advice from an acting coach.
Where it takes me is likely beyond what my small mind could ever have dreamed. When I look back at 2016 to 2017 that is most certainly true. The ego had plans and the universe laughed.
I want to keep my hands busy and create something, anything. I want them to work like a spider creates a web and cast a net of protection across everyone I love. I'm safe and yet I can't help but think of my neighbors, my friends, and even the strangers who sought water along with … Continue reading How to survive a hurricane
"The night comes and we give ourselves permission to dissolve into the rest of darkness. We let go of all the valleys and rivers we wish to cross and our dreams for some distant future." -Sarah Blondin, Live Awake. Tonight I stretched out on the living room couch in the dark, earbuds in my ears … Continue reading Bathed in moonlight
The neighbor's pine tree was removed today. It stood several inches away from our property line. But it felt like my tree. The large crew of workers cheered when the tree came crashing down but I stood and cried. Oh I had plans, all internal mind you, to talk to our neighbors about my their tree. They told … Continue reading The Pine Tree (But it’s Not About the Tree)
This past week felt like a ride in an old jalopy. I had creative bursts, some of them so disruptive that I felt tossed about and thrown off my seat...only to then be followed with abrupt stops that ground me to a halt. It felt like this in my home too, where I couldn't seem to … Continue reading Fits and Starts, Leaps and Halts
It is DAY TWO of the blogging series about my healing journey - can you handle the excitement?! Do you have your coffee ready?! I will recap yesterday's post. The start of the journey, if you will, in one long run-on sentence: My mom dies in 2013, I am very very sad (as one would be), … Continue reading How do you solve a problem like more loss? PART II of the healing journey! (With Sound of Music gifs!)