Surfacing

As I finish writing in the last couple of blank pages of a lake journal I started in 2015, I find myself deep in contemplation this morning about how much has changed. About how much has stayed the same. About how I have made so much progress, and no progress at all. This journal is… Continue reading Surfacing

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

I've spent a lot of time thinking about stories recently. With their heroes and villains, plot lines and plot twists, stories create meaning and connect us. Stories give us a reason to love, a reason to loathe, and a reason to listen. However, not all stories serve us well. How many times have you gotten… Continue reading The Stories We Tell Ourselves

The Freedom of Permission

It isn't that I hadn't noticed that my pajama pants were tattered. It was hard not to notice, I just couldn't bring myself to throw them away. Giving ourselves permission to do what we know needs to be done gives us freedom. And a lesson.

Becoming More Myself

It's always funny how the Universe rewards me when I take time to slow down. Thoughts flow freely and I settle into a different, more in-touch version of myself. It's a gift. I usually devour books on vacation, and this vacation has been no different. The raw truth and authenticity that Alicia Keys has gifted… Continue reading Becoming More Myself

Starting Again vs. Starting Over

The power of words. We underestimate them. I've been thinking a lot about language and semantics lately. How having the courage to take unedited thoughts and synthesize can influence and inspire. How taking unrelated topics, identifying themes, and categorizing can turn stream-of-consciousness into a manifesto. It's insanely powerful. On my drive in the other morning,… Continue reading Starting Again vs. Starting Over