Do you, my dear reader, have a story you can put down? It's just a story, after all.
I have to take a second to acknowledge how hard this post has been to write. I’ve been kicking the idea around in my head for months. I’ve talked it out with several people. I’ve written multiple drafts. That’s how laden the shadow is. It’s a dragon. It’s a snag. It’s mine. And it’s yours.
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 :).
I’m going to pause here because THIS is mind-blowing for me. I’m not required to constantly shift and work and adjust and strain until perfection is obtained? Really? There is space in life for a moment’s pause to sit and smile?
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
I’ve been working on developing a skill set for processing emotion. It’s super powerful and helpful because things that I used to tuck away or constantly numb have become less scary. I can say, “Hello shame, disappointment, jealousy, longing (or whatever the emotion happens to be)—let’s do this.” I have a few ways of processing … Continue reading Ways to process emotion
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.
The thing that spurred our relationship was our willingness to NEED each other. We really needed each other. For the first time in years, it felt safe to need someone and this opened me up.
I walk onto the beach with board in hand, sinuses full of sea water and arms dangling like ropes. Some days you don't catch any waves. It's okay to be bad at things and do them anyway--actually it's recommended.
Happier may not fit, but I have a voice.