I felt too tethered to the earth last week. I walked through each day with a sense that something was coming, or maybe more like something was happening but I didn’t know what. It was like that time I had a dream about the woman who adopted my cat. I only met her once but we became Facebook friends so that we could see pictures of Moo-Moo. I had a dream that… Read More
I’ve read some great posts lately which have given me insight into the process of healing. I’ll share the links at the bottom. So often, we think of healing as something we’re doing for ourselves so that we can stand to live in our skin, tolerate difficult circumstances or move on from people, choices and events. We dig deep, confront demons and forgive. We change our perception, accept responsibility and honor what… Read More
Living in the desert in the summer can be a form of sensory deprivation. The sky becomes so pale it’s almost white, the brightness of the sun is unrelenting and all the colors are muted. Nothing has scent in the desert until it gets wet and our blessed summer monsoon season hasn’t yet begun.
My brain is mush this week so I’m interviewing my 5-year-old son. I like to call him Air because it fits his personality. He’s buoyant and lives in the moment more than anyone I know. Just because I think my kid is cute doesn’t mean everyone else will think he’s cute but there’s such an innocence in kids this age that I wanted to share his view of the world.
My husband and I are taking over his family business, started by his father 43 years ago. It’s a huge mission that is taking all of our mental resources and an exciting change in our lives. It’s also a tremendous juggling act that is stretching my brain in ways it hasn’t been stretched in a long time. As I was driving to the office one day, I was suddenly bombarded with defeating… Read More
I live in the Sonoran desert but like most people in the United States, I never put too much thought into where our water comes from. The faucet, duh. Recently, I started collecting water that would usually go down the drain and am using it to water my outdoor plants. I’m embarrassed to admit I had some wasteful habits, like running the hot water to fill a pan so that it’ll boil… Read More
Life is hard. Even when life is really, really good, it’s hard. I’ve always been drawn to warriors who have lived hard lives because they’re the ones who will tell it like it is. They’ll tell you that the circumstances they’ve faced have beaten them down but that it’s a choice to stand back up. They’ll own it because to deny it would make them a victim and they refuse to be… Read More
Change is going on all around me; in my personal life, in the lives of people I care about and in the lives of total strangers. In a lot of ways, I really like change but lately I’ve been feeling resistant to it. You don’t have to be a Trekkie to understand what the Borg meant when they said, “Resistance is futile.”
I was honored when Janice at Crazy Good Parent asked me to write a guest post.