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
As many of you know, my family has been taking the same spring trip together for over twenty years. If you have been an avid reader of this blog, you may have, in a sense, taken the trip with us last year. Coming just five months after my father’s death, it was hard. I tearfully joked that I felt we should have purchased an … Read More Day 322/365 This Wild and Precious Life
One year ago (one year and two days, to be precise) I announced that I was going to write a blog a day for 365 days. You may ask… What the hell were you thinking? That’s a fair question – and one I have asked myself more than once. The answer is…I was drowning, and somehow I knew that writing would help me to keep … Read More Day 314/365 A Blog Mostly Full
Today was a hard day. My friend, Jaime, was laid to rest. It was incredibly touching to see the community of support around his family, and to bear witness as we all tried our best to collectively shoulder the enormous weight of our grief. Honestly, I was completely wrecked by his grieving children, who must live with the cruel paradox of having had the … Read More Day 302/365 No Words
Sometimes I find it really hard to write the blog because my head is so filled with something that I don’t want to share, either because it’s too mortifying (yeah, there’s stuff in here I don’t share – scary considering all I do share, I know) or because I feel like people are tired of my whining. I really don’t walk around like Eeyore … Read More Day 274/365 I’ve Gotta Go, I Love You
On the first day of the calendar year, we all get a clean slate. A chance to offer the world a new us. A chance to hit the reset button; to begin a new chapter of our lives. I’m sorry but…that is a lot of effing pressure to put on one day, isn’t it? What if, at the stroke of midnight, you found yourself … Read More Day 273/365 When We’re Ready
Writing is hard to do right now. I could tell you I have been busy, and that I am exhausted at the end of the day…and both of those things would be true, but the real reason is that I am struggling, emotionally. So, why am I reluctant to write about that? I certainly have done so before. It’s kind of – what this blog … Read More Day 268/365 May I Sit At Your Table?
The holiday season is a time of love and giving, and also, for many of us…a time of heightened anxiety and stress. I always worry this time of year that I have forgotten to do something or to buy something…that somehow I am going to leave someone I care about feeling overlooked or disappointed. I was thinking the other day, I have no idea how … Read More Day 264/365 Fancy Christmas Anxiety
Throughout my life I have predominantly had a positive outlook. I have always lived with the understanding that everything happens for a reason. I have trusted that there is a purpose to every experience….that we are all being led somewhere…being taught or shown what we need to learn in this life. We can choose to see it that way – or not. I had … Read More Day 258/365 Finding Gratitude (and even inspiration) Within Pain
Right now I am straddling three books. I mean, not literally. That would be weird. I was halfway through one book, and became interested in another, and at the airport the other day I was drawn to a third. Usually I am much more of a one book at a time kind of person, but I am getting a little something from each book…there … Read More Day 251/365 It Is Every Day Work
I saw this quote on Facebook yesterday… A friend of mine had posted it, and one of my closest friends “liked” it, and so obviously it was directed specifically at me, because I don’t know about you but every potentially “negative” comment to which I can even remotely relate, is clearly about me. (Am I right?) This comment really cut me, and any time … Read More Day 248/365 Do I Know Who I Am Without It?