In my neighborhood are a pair of wild, green parrots. If you go for a walk around sunset you can see them flying high overhead, chattering back and forth to each other. They have only visited my yard once, to my knowledge. Shortly after I bought the house, my sister came to help me move. … Continue reading Green Parrots, Rats, Dogs and Boys
Last year I gave up on happiness and decided to start enjoying my life. That's right--forget happiness! And it’s been good. I found peace in thoughts like, I get to live such a rich life. Rich, alluding to the contrast. And when I stopped trying to run down happiness, I had more space to notice … Continue reading Forget Happiness!
We look at the pet scan which shows a shadowy outline of my body containing the darkened shapes of liver, brain, kidneys, bladder (pee pee is funny :).
It was shortly after this I realized that maybe I should just let myself be 36. Maybe I should let myself embrace the incarnation.
On Christmas Day in the evening, I was driving R and our new puppy home from a friend’s house. R said, “I really want to stop at the store and get a new car.” “No, we have sooooo many new toys at home! Let’s just go home and play with all of our new … Continue reading It’s JANUARY!
This time of year people are looking for a good read. I can’t say these are light summer selections for the beach or poolside, but these are books that have made their way through my hands during the past year and I recommend (in no particular order). Wild by Cheryl Strayed. In many ways this … Continue reading My Becoming Book List
Now that I better understand the feminine divine, I see that, because of her nature, she doesn’t fit easily into organized religion. She is too big and complicated for that. There are no instructions for breathing! How would you teach someone to inhale? Yet, I notice very quickly when I am becoming oxygen-deprived.
There’s an unspoken rule, once you reach real adulthood (I’m not talking age 18—I mean the time in life when you can really do you) that you should only do things you are good at. That rule is silly. And it sucks. Literally it sucks all the fun out of life.
A few weeks ago, after I wrote the post How to start feeling, I asked my therapist, “Do we ever stop numbing? I mean, is there some transcendental state that is attainable where we never numb our feelings again? Is that even possible? Is even that the goal?” I’m not going to try to … Continue reading All things are true