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I am at the point in my planned relocation to North Carolina where I’m marking my remaining time in the San Francisco Bay Area in weeks, even days. Today I sent my property manager notification of my intended departure date (we had talked previously about my plan to move, so it will not be a surprise). As I had given...
Only by taking a step, And then another, And then another toward The edge of My World I discover that My world isn’t flat after all ????????????
I write these words mostly in my head because they’d be too loaded to have brazenly displayed on my computer or on my calendar. And anyway our feelings are communicated, even though they’re unspoken. So I’ll just keep writing what I feel in my head to keep me safe and sane. (written some time in the early 1990s)
I am at a complete loss tonight. Of all the things I could have heard this morning, I was not prepared to hear that Chris Cornell died. I’ve been in a tailspin since 5:15 this morning, with virtually no time or space to process this news and grieve. If you follow any of my socnets, you may notice a Chris...
I was going through a box yesterday evening when I came across a stack of old journals, many had been started, then stopped. One in particular has a few entries beginning right after my mother’s death, as I began processing that and everything that came at me in the months that followed. I wasn’t consistent with the entries: some are...
My temperament has been a little on the fragile side the last couple of weeks. And yesterday, as I looked at a calendar, I realized why. I have officially lived half of my life without my mother. From this day forward, I will have lived more of my life without my mom than with her. That sentence feels pretty weird....
And so I begin another trip around the sun. I’m a different Me this year. Or, rather, I’m more ME now than I have been in a very long time. Over the past year I’ve made an assessment of my life and have been sorting what I’m bringing with me—and what I’m leaving behind—in the year ahead. I’ve done some...
I’m sick again! I thought my suddenly stuffy sinuses meant that my allergies might be taking off, given the pleasant weather we've had this week, following two or three solid months of rain (POLLENPALOOZZA). Alas, as the afternoon wore on yesterday, I was ticking all the boxes for Cold (allergy attack generally means stuffy and itchy; cold means stuffy and...
So, a while back, I published The Year That Was 2016: Part One. That would indicate that there would, at least, be a Part Two, right? So, a few weeks later, here we go. I’ve determined that 2016’s raison d’être was to help us figure out what we are made of. Because 2017 and beyond will demand that we have...
So, in my Tuesday night Gentle Yoga class (oh, hey, I’m taking yoga classes, that’s a new thing in 2016!), just after the Orlando nightclub shootings, our instructor asked us what we needed from class that night. We were all feeling frazzled and fragile and were pretty unanimous in our need for peace and grounding. With that information, class began....