I never read the rules for mothering it seems I was absent that day perhaps all of us were. Carrying around the textbook burden of guilt, the weight of which mocks our shortcomings and reveals the all-too constant truth that we’re just winging it. Each new day, another brave face– scooping up the pieces …
I just spent the last four weeks in the midst of a beautiful, miraculous long-distance love affair with a man I love deeply, an old friend from high school. It was completely unexpected and nothing that I was even remotely looking for– but it was absolutely perfect, right down to the part where he said “I …
A few days ago I received a directive from the universe. It was hiding within a small conversation we were having (myself and the universe)–entirely one-sided up until that point. It went a little something like this: me: what is it that i have to do so that you will fully get behind me and support …
Well, I must acknowledge, I’m back to my full-on life, and while I am attempting as much as possible to create balance within that full-on– it proves to be a continuous challenge. For about the first week after the kids arrived home I managed to remain above that vibration– the chaotic one that constantly begs …
As I intimated in my first post—now that I’ve started letting the words out, they feel they have an imperative to flow. My brain is rewiring into a framework for my writing, narratives winding their way through my thoughts continuously. I had forgotten until just today, that as a child I often had a continuous …
I have a confession to make. . . I’m magical. But here’s the bigger one, and maybe you should make sure you’re sitting down for this (I realize, you probably already are). . . you are magical too. Now, for some of you this may be coming as a complete shock, but don’t worry, …
And so it begins… my blogging life. For months now the messages have been coming loud and clear from all over the place, write, write, write. Last week I was in the middle of an energy session with a client when I realized very clearly that this week was the one in which the writing …
the edges of myself 