Category: Soul Food

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Telling Our Stories

The other day I wrote about facing life’s challenges – the ones that shake our foundation. Among the examples I gave from my own life were my father’s death, my mother’s cancer battle, and my ex-husband coming out as transgender. I was careful to explain that I did not equate one’s changing gender identity with death nor with cancer, but that I do consider it … Read More Telling Our Stories

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I am Not the Buddha

The following quote by poet Tyler Knott Gregson came up on my Facebook memories this week… “To begin again, sometimes you have to take life down to the studs, knock down all the walls, and pull out the insulation that kept you from the world. You must get dirty and feel the ache in the muscles you used to pull the house down around … Read More I am Not the Buddha

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Day 326 Radical Empathy

I’m sorry. Such a powerful phrase…except lately, in relation to my children, hearing it has been making me feel… Panic. Let me backtrack. I believe in the power of a heartfelt apology. It can be healing both for the person receiving it and for the person offering it. It can also be hollow…we all know that. At the preschool where I work, we never … Read More Day 326 Radical Empathy

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Day 325/365 Let There Be Color

This weekend we celebrated my mother’s birthday. I told her I’ve never been happier to celebrate someone’s birthday…and that’s the truth. While still mourning my father, the idea that my mother might not survive breast cancer this year was a very real and visceral fear for all of us.  Coming around to her birthday – cancer free – was truly something to celebrate.  I … Read More Day 325/365 Let There Be Color

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Day 320/365 Spring Will Come Again

We are nearly a month into what the calendar calls “spring” and it is cold outside…really fucking cold, and just to add insult to injury, it is also windy as hell. (Is hell windy? Probably not, I just really feel like cursing today, damn it). Actually, I am in a perfectly fine mood, albeit begrudging of the winter for overstaying his welcome.  The howling … Read More Day 320/365 Spring Will Come Again

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Day 319/365 Stay Curious

Last week my eleven year old daughter asked me, “Mom, do you ever wish you could live inside someone else’s body…” For a split second I thought, “Oh no…I don’t want you to wish you are anybody but you.” Then…(wait for it) she finished her thought… “…so you can know what someone else is thinking, and maybe understand why they act the way they … Read More Day 319/365 Stay Curious

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Day 318/365 The Courage of the Seed

The Courage of the Seed All the buried seeds crack open in the dark the instant they surrender to a process they can’t see.  This innate surrender allows everything edible and fragrant to break into a life of light that we call spring. In nature, we are quietly given countless models of how to give ourselves over to what appears dark and hopeless, but … Read More Day 318/365 The Courage of the Seed

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Day 313/365 Noticing

Yesterday’s snow was thick and heavy, as it often is in March. It clung heavily to everything – making for a beautiful, luminous sight this morning. After I brought the girls to the bus stop, I felt called to the woods. There is something about being the first person to walk on a snow covered trail, with only deer tracks ahead of you, that is … Read More Day 313/365 Noticing

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Day 312/365 It Is What It Is

A while back a friend of mine was reflecting on this phrase – “It is what it is.”  She pointed out that it usually has a negative connotation. Typically, we say it in a dismissive way to people when they clearly don’t like whatever it is. “It is what it is” becomes synonymous with “Deal with it.”  We can’t change what It is…and we don’t like … Read More Day 312/365 It Is What It Is

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Day 311/365 It’s A Practice, Not A Perfect

After practicing yoga sporadically over the past ten years (with gaps of years rather than weeks or months), I have committed myself to a daily yoga practice for 40 days.  I am a little more than halfway through to my goal. I have practiced (at least one hour of) heated power yoga twenty three out of the last twenty five days. I feel strong … Read More Day 311/365 It’s A Practice, Not A Perfect

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Day 310/365 Brace Face

My kids asked me a while back, “What’s your most embarrassing story?”  I am quite certain that my most embarrassing stories involve a significant amount of alcohol, and took place during my college years, so… I dug for this one instead – I was a bony and awkward thirteen year old girl with a mouthful of braces. I didn’t have a lot of friends at … Read More Day 310/365 Brace Face

Day 309/365 Knock, knock

I was doing some work on my computer while my dog, Louie, was experiencing yet another existential crisis as he desperately wanted to play catch with me…and yet was not willing to let me have the ball.   As this exchange often does, it got me thinking about control, and how grabbing ahold of (or pushing away) something so fiercely can sometimes rob us … Read More Day 309/365 Knock, knock