Working Through My Stuff to Create a Beautiful Life with My Family.
Here’s what I know: we are losing too many important contributions from women. Instead of speaking up we are camouflaging our stomachs. Instead of saying “no” we are nodding. Rather than swimming, we are staying covered in a chair. We opt out of jumping on the trampoline because our boobs and butts are too jiggly….
Here’s to the next new beginning. It’s just the next one. It’s not grandiose or loud. No one next new chapter creates seismic shifts. It’s a million next new chapters practiced thoughtfully, intentionally, and repeatedly that creates new beginnings. I’ve learned the hard way that some of those previous chapters have to be dealt with…
Self-worth is essetnial to living a happy life, I think. I did not realize it, though. How about you? Everyone is looking back at their year, it seems. There are lots of posts and conversations about greatest accomplishments. I love reading them. I love hearing about how you made something happen. I love to see…
Here’s something I’ve learned about boundaries: if someone has a good handle on boundaries and has them set, it doesn’t matter if you think the boundaries are appropriate. That’s the point. They are their boundaries. In fact, the more we judge, disapprove of, and try to dismantle those boundaries, the further away from us that person…
This “fuck this shit” bracelet arrived yesterday. Knowing the hands that made it makes me feel even more empowered and powerful when I wear it. It is a work of art. It is a reminder to bat away the bullshit that tries to keep me down; expectations, roles, people pleasing, self-worth crises, overthinking, fear of…
Poisoned food. Fracking. Climate change. Vaccines. I have gone far, far down one Rabbit Hole- no, two. I know there is truth to a lot of the things we dismiss as conspiracy theories. Here is the thing though; I cannot live there. I cannot live in the place where the government may be out to…
A couple of years ago I was in the darkest, scariest place I’ve ever been. I was diagnosed and treated for Generalized Anxiety Disorder before my kids were born. I got better. Then we went through a bunch of life and just as things started to point up and get happy and exciting, bam! I…
Note: this piece was published on a different blog by the same author in 2013. Moving away from family is sad- no matter how exciting the prospects. It’s not that I don’t want to go. It’s just that I don’t want to leave. I have spent most of my life in a 60 mile radius….
Aging is strange. I hear that word and immediately think of people older than me- like, much older. I feel like the word “aging” does not even apply to me. Same with middle age. I mean, we are all aging right? Somehow though it doesn’t feel the same when talking about a 24 year old…
It starts with saying yes. Yes to jumping on the trampoline even though everything jiggles. Yes to the zip line even though the harness accentuates all the “wrong” places. Yes to putting on a suit and going for that swim. Even though our self-talk is telling us that we are a beached whale. Yes to…