It is done. It cannot be undone. It can be learned from. It cannot harm me, ever again. I am free. I am free. I am free. ????
Mantra for October 18, 2016
I choose discomfort over discontentment ???? (Inspired by this article)
Mantra for October 12, 2016
(inhale) I’m here now. (exhale) All is well. ????
Mantra for October 9, 2016
Connecting with people who nourish my spirit Today is a good day. ????
A Short Pep-Talk When You’ve (I’ve) Had One of THOSE Weeks
There will be days–and weeks–that knock you to the ground and beat the shit out of you. That’s part of the deal of living life. And when you get to the end of one of those days, or weeks, you should celebrate the fact that you are batting 100%. Because you have survived EVERY GOTDAMB…
Mantra for October 7, 2016
(inhale) In my breath, I am safe. (exhale) In this moment, I am safe. ????
Timbers Season In Haiku (part 1 of ?)
So I’m watching my favorite team lose on the road–again–and was in writing mode: no wins on the road too bad there are no points for moral victories ============================ Timbers are last girl in the icestrvaganza will they catch pinwheel? ============================ I’ve held the post-mortem haiku because there may yet be some kind of common-core mathematics that…
A Lesson On Showing Up(side-down) In My Life
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….
Sheeeee’s BAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
I turned off my old “word blog” ages ago. Right about the time I realized that people related to my day job were Googling me and I…panicked. Although I kept the photoblog going (mostly), I stopped writing, except for my own paper journals. I locked down most of my social network profiles as tightly as…
Truckin’
Alameda, CA