When I Grow Up #4
When I Grow Up When I grow up my husband will be funny. I will have a horse. I will have two children. One will be a boy. One will be a girl. I will be rich and I will live […]
When I Grow Up When I grow up my husband will be funny. I will have a horse. I will have two children. One will be a boy. One will be a girl. I will be rich and I will live […]
Most importantly be kind to yourself. Love yourself, wrap yourself up in a comforter: Put it on the bed and lay at the corner of it and wrap your body in the comforter, like we used to wrap babies in their […]
The universe has a way of putting together all the pieces that you cannot see. Do not interfere in forcing something to fruition. When you put in the right ingredients, the outcome is always good and manifests when the time is […]
Johnnie Collins, [my 85 year young mother-in-law], never seemed to care for talking on the phone. My arm’s getting tired, she’d say…and ring off. Something’s shifted; she’s calling more. It’s delightful! Last night we were talking about types of grapes, […]
Up early, ahead of the alarm clock by an hour. 5 am? Aware of how I’ve been doing the what might have been dance, questioning myself about work choices, roads taken. It’s monkey mind, not gentle or kind, not helpful […]
Claire walked in the door yesterday, after a full week of middle school, dropped her backpack on the floor, and said: You can only cram so much into your head, Mom. bingo. [ This Being Alive will be resting tomorrow. […]
“Are you waiting for perfection?” Jerry said. I’d been talking about a small collection of plays I’ve written, and other work I’ve been holding onto. Other work that need homes out in the world, beyond black binders and computer folders. […]
This morning I went to Elizabeth’s pre-school to teach a yoga class to 15 four year olds. I arrived during snack time; goldfish, green grapes, juice boxes. Quick head count; 11 boys, 4 girls. Bean? the teacher said, when I walked in. Bean […]
“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” – Dr. Seuss Since […]
I woke feeling rattled and weak. Middle age, middle school, Claire’s math homework, rain? “What’s wrong with me, Michael?” “Read your meditations, honey,” he said. September 20th. Those areas of our lives we struggle with the most, such as impatience, […]