Making a Mess
I’ve always tended towards messiness. There was a brief period, just after entering into motherhood, during which I tried to control the tides of chaos by becoming just a bit manic, but it didn’t last long. I easily reverted back into surrender to the disorder of my life. I have yet to become, in any…
Conditions of Creativity
Hello dearest one, It’s a double header this week. Firstly, and EXCITEDLY, one of my articles was published on elephant journal. It’s one of my faves and I was delighted they liked it too. I’ve included a snippet, as well as the link to read the whole thing, below. Secondly, I share a piece about…
The Perspective of Suffering
Hello dearest one, “That person hurt me! Don’t I have a right to be upset?” That question has come up with every client I’ve worked with in the past 10 years. Whether it is the main problem, or one uncovered on the way to the main problem, it appears. I have asked myself that…
Sitting Still
Dearest Friend, Today… a little poem for you. To say hello. It’s time to begin… again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sitting Still I sat still and allowed the chrysalis to form around me. As the clock counted down, everything liquefied. All thought and form became intangible. They were lost to me. I sat still…
Forgetting My Words
Dearest Friend, Let me tell you about the time I lost my mind. To tell you the truth, it happens all the time. My highly successful selective amnesia has erased the painful peaks of heartbreak, childbirth, and too many martinis, leaving only benign flatlands that are much easier to navigate. Multiple times a…
Growing Wings
Dearest Friend, Today, I share with you a short piece/prose poem I created, as well as a favorite poem by a beloved poet. You may remember, I’ve been pondering life and age as I approach my BIG FIVE OH. (We’re down to 33 days, BTW.) I’ve been a bit moody, I’ve been told. If you are too (and…
The Countdown
Dearest Friend, Happy Mother’s Day to all of you who’ve either been or had a mother! Whatever that experience means for you, it is certainly a shared thread between every person on this planet. My beautiful girl and I started celebrating on Saturday, and I’m thinking TWO days is a much more appropriate amount of…
The Art of Art
Dearest Friend, I gave myself the luxurious gift of two writer’s retreats in the past few weeks, and it was as wonderful as my highest expectations. The piece below was inspired by a rich conversation about the obstacles to writing, although the principles apply to any creative pursuit. I hope you find it useful, and…
Why Crappy Stuff Happens
One might imagine that while climbing the enlightenment ladder things get easier – life circumstances shift, bringing rainbow unicorns to our doorsteps to carry us off into the sunset. Gosh, how I wish that were true. But it directly conflicts with the whole point of this wild ride we call life. Here’s how it rolls…
Excuse Me, This is My Seat
Excuse me, this is my seat. How do I know? I just do. Just like I know this is my hand, and this is my child, and this is my life. I worked really hard for that seat. I didn’t always succeed, but that’s why it’s that seat. It’s not for the perfectly perfect. There…