They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Here I am, friend. Look inside. My panes are transparent; You may gaze upon my shadows But don’t let them distract you From my fearless light. I will scatter golden fractals Like sun-marbles Into every shadowed corner of this place. Come in. Come in. … Continue reading Window.
“Today I’m going to get grounded,” I say decidedly, actually convinced I can make it happen. I get up early and elect to do a yoga video which ends up being way too advanced for me and I’m flailing about wildly, scissor-kicking my legs in the air like a drunken mule all the while repeating “I am… Continue reading Shut Up
Today is Day 6 of my writing challenge. The word ‘challenge’ certainly rings true today. I can barely see the computer screen because I’m currently writing this from inside a mountain of snotty tissues. No amount of wool socks, cozy sweaters, mint tea or vegan peanut butter cookies seem to be making me feel better.… Continue reading The Gifts of Imperfection
Day 5: Try Something New Tuesday We’ve all been in a situation like this… You and your friend have had a laughter-filled lunch of catching up together when the waiter brings the check. Your friend says, “I’ve got this,” as she pulls the billfold toward her. You say “I can’t let you do that,” or “No, let… Continue reading Take the Damn Gift!
Day 4: Mindfulness Monday “Blood Moon” Last night I stood under a canopy of stars staring at a swollen, tangerine moon on a bolt of Prussian blue silk stretched across the sky. I remembered how, as children we’d put a ball in our rainbow parachute; together we’d throw the ball up to the sky, higher than the clouds. Now it’s… Continue reading Mindfulness Monday—Blood Moon
Writing Challenge Day 2: Speak with Nature Saturday Today Havarti and I went down to the pond. I found a quiet spot to sit. Havarti talked to the bumblebees and the wildflowers. I sat with my sacred little things, fresh air permeating my lungs. Earth. Fire. Air. Water. As I sat there in the stillness, two dragonflies… Continue reading Speak with Nature Saturday—Dragonflies and Sacred Things
I have a confession to make.
I’ve been denying myself joy, making excuses, and rationalizing it. Do you do that too?
Recently I wrote about letting go of what doesn’t serve you, and I’m breaking the cycle. Now.
