Mirrors

I caught myself recently trying to pump up someone (“you’re a powerful badass; your legs look healthy and fantastic”…) who’d expressed offhand insecurity about their 60-year-old, non-youthful legs. For I’ve not always been blessed with a good relationship with my body so it pains to see someone mid-rant about theirs. Growing up, I had the … Continue reading Mirrors

Our people

I’ve lost a lot of very good people to this truth. But first, I lost myself. Because we’re not born into the education about how to flow with the growth of our own life. We’re born into the construct of the five senses, and instructed to bow to the mores of a society which we’re … Continue reading Our people

Making space (for pollen and grifters)

Things to be grateful for today: That my puffy eyes from allergies haven’t totally sealed themselves shut. I have the gift of sight. That I caught the drip of watery-snot before it hit my mouth when I bent over to retrieve my sunglasses from the street. That I didn’t step on said sunglasses and kill … Continue reading Making space (for pollen and grifters)

Everything looks different

Last night my girls, Ellen, and I watched Thelma and Louise together, and because I'd forgotten how long the movie was, the event lasted into the early hours of today, at which point my youngest--who'd been hesitant to even watch it at all for the last scene she'd heard so much about--excitedly chatted to me … Continue reading Everything looks different