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nothing to do with it

Chris and I went on an enneagram retreat recently. It was two full days of white-knuckled self-awareness. Two full days of I'd rather pull the covers over my face and hide forever.  But after two days of total and complete denial, we relented because it's far easier to just be at truth with your self, than...

2015: A Year in Review

2015 was a year of a lot. Just, really, a lot. A lot of changes, a lot of feelings, a lot of beginnings to understand things about myself, about Chris, about the life we want. In all honesty, this is the year where the rubber met the road or perhaps more accurately, where the deep,...

nothing to do with it

Chris and I went on an enneagram retreat recently. It was two full days of white-knuckled self-awareness. Two full days of I'd rather pull the covers over my face and hide forever.  But after two days of total and complete denial, we relented because it's far easier to just be at truth with your self, than to try to keep writing your own perfect narrative of your own very less-than-perfect self....

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2015: A Year in Review

2015 was a year of a lot. Just, really, a lot. A lot of changes, a lot of feelings, a lot of beginnings to understand things about myself, about Chris, about the life we want. In all honesty, this is the year where the rubber met the road or perhaps more accurately, where the deep, gross, hidden stuff hit the fan. Life quieted enough for us to see who we...

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Wendell Berry: Where to start?

Linger around here long enough (eh, maybe read one blog post) and you'll find that I'm quite stuck on Wendell Berry and have been for years now. There also a good bit of Wendell propaganda that I spread, like how I coerced my husband that naming our dog after a living writer/poet was a good idea. His writings have lifted me out of dark places, given words to my feelings, and...

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to be all of these things

This article has been floating around recently about why women compete with each other, and why we - women - act like "guy's girls." And as much as I want to believe that all these years I was just being true to myself, I know - deep down - that I was not. My logic growing up was simple: you have to be easy-going/cool/interesting for a man to respect you, and if...

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remembering

Five years ago, when I most needed it, I went on a beach vacation with my family. I was in the throes of some fast living, some people I needed distance from, and a life that-- in general-- felt otherworldy from who I was. So I went to the beach, to a too-small duplex where my sister and I shared bunked beds, and where we had to rearrange all the...

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