Poem

September 24, 2014

If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed . Thanks for visiting!She waxes and she wanes. At her fullest, at her most empty. Each will return again. By listening to the silence of her being, she stays present to the pain, present to the pregnancy. Her possibilities, her potential, will return, if she misses it this time.

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Once I surrendered…

January 21, 2014

“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it. It’s like boats. You keep your motor on so you can steer with the current. And when you hear the sound of the waterfall coming nearer and nearer, tidy up the boat, put on your best tie and hat, and smoke a cigar right up till the moment you go over. …

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Enemies no more

January 01, 2014

The other Monday night I beat a 25-year long enemy. We fought for years, and I designed my life around it. Choices were made, foods avoided, meals untried. Creamy food. Yup, that’s right. Creamy food was my mortal enemy: I’d have panic attacks, go home from work, gag at the smell of creamy food near me. My aversion to creamy food was tied to childhood trauma and I wasn’t interested in learning to like creamy food. It was easier to …

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Return to the beginning

December 04, 2013

Everything has been said before, but no one was listening, and so we have to return to the beginning and say it again. I love this quote from Andre Gide. What didn’t you listen to today? What did you say that wasn’t heard?

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3 ways to kick Fear to the curb

December 03, 2013

Yesterday, I conquered fear. Given a moment of confrontation, I didn’t allow the story inside my head to take over my day (it was only 7:30 am– it would’ve been a really looonnggg day if I obsessed over the single text message that overwhelmed me with fear). Saturday, I lost out to fear. Instead of dancing with a woman whom I love, I worried about how I’d look. I LOVE to dance; if you ever pass me on the highway, …

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