I’m excited and not about things getting back to normal. I wasn’t thrilled with normal.
If I didn’t tell anyone about the funny thing that happened on my morning walk, did it even happen? I miss storytelling.
Of all the freedoms that come with age, embracing who I am by doing what I love is the most fun. Not giving f*cks about what others think is right up there, entwined with the self-actualization, but the core of this particular joy is joy itself. I didn’t even know I was on this journeyContinue reading “The Joy of Joy for Joy’s Sake”
I could have paid for a course on Staying Focused or bought a book about Concentration. Instead, I spent money learning a lesson I already knew.
There are meaningful, lyrical pieces written about hope, renewal and vaccination in the new year. This is not one of them. I do feel hopeful – and impressed, yay scientists! – with the covid vaccine rolling out (shooting out? injecting out?) already. But I don’t feel able to offer inspiration to you, lovely readers, becauseContinue reading “Breathing in 2021”
I (almost) spent the whole weekend with no screens. My cats had more of a problem with it than I did.
In a recent text exchange about my potato of a cat, I told a friend “I am a (sometimes) very happy large potato of a person and have never felt more myself than in this big body.” I’ve been small and large to extremes, on and off throughout my life. My weight sometimes changed dramaticallyContinue reading “Big Thoughts and Belly Laughs”
My mind can be so easily fooled, I rely on its gullibility. My brain shifted from stress to comfort with the change of a single word. My old list of monthly tasks = chores. Weight on my shoulders. Adulting. Responsibility. Burdens. My monthly ritual = soothing. Calm, comforting self-care. Aaaaaaah. I look forward to theContinue reading “Ritual of Reflection”
I’ve spent years advising people to declutter their life because it will enhance their ability to focus. Clear away the nonsense and you’re left with what really matters, right? I started out this pandemic with heartbreak about a writing and yoga retreat I’d looked forward to for months. As I realized it would need toContinue reading “Focus”
My passion for the outdoors, for the truth of nature, is matched by my love for a city where the truth of people is on full display, vivid and syncopated. I was disappointed to cancel my upcoming trip there, but it was a small sadness, an excuse to rebook for a longer visit another time.Continue reading “Dear New York City”