Category Archives: Longer Posts

There she was. Tall and open. She said, Come outside with me. Remember when you were younger, before the change. You came into the woods. Wandering. Remember how it soothed you? Let’s walk. Scurrying squirrels. Look up. See the blue sky peaking through the trees? See the way it lights up the leaves on theContinue reading “Play”

Hi there. Thank you, thank you, thank you for reading. This blog is crazy and scary and fun for me. I’ve been feeling a shift during these last few days, so please bear with me. Things might start to look a little different around here.   She’s all New England. She’s a laborer. She doesn’t carryContinue reading “Herself”

I think I existed in survival mode my entire school career. I tried to make the teacher happy, tried to be noticed. I was noticed by doing the best work, and I was noticed by my behavior. And then I was worthy. I aimed to please. It was a good day when the teacher saidContinue reading “Success, defined.”

I had no clue I was stuck in my own negativity. Everything was a problem. Nothing was good enough. There was always something better, something more. My language was negative, and so were my thoughts. When I was able to slow down, I started to notice all of this. Awareness. I was seeing what wasContinue reading “Grateful”

I’m starting with myself. I will try to understand. I will educate myself. I will accept how much I don’t know. I will listen. I will learn about myself. I will learn about my privilege. I will learn about the disconnect between our country’s leaders and its people. I will make sure my kids knowContinue reading “I’m starting with myself.”

Anxiety is strong. She used to be my BFF. I know her well. I thought she was looking out for me, but she was in it for herself. Have you had a friend like that? I couldn’t see it. Anxiety wants you to listen to her. She badgers you relentlessly. But she isn’t to beContinue reading “Strength”

I’ve learned to recognize my fear. It shows up every day, in many different ways. And it never fails to show up when I do the things I’ve always dreamed of. My heart’s racing. I feel like I’m floating. It’s hard to focus. My mind is active. I’m scattered. I’m excited to do these things,Continue reading “My friend, Fear”

You closed the door. You turned on the music. You lit the candle. You placed that soft, heavy blanket over your lap. You are here, now. Remember where you’ve been, but only to help you appreciate this place you are now. Dream about where you’re going, but only to feel excited for the possibilities. YourContinue reading “You are here, now.”

It didn’t really occur to me that I was depressed. I was certain I was failing at life. I watched other people – family, friends, random shoppers at the grocery store, the couple on the next towel at the beach. I watched and I studied. Sometimes we made eye contact. Wait a minute, I thoughtContinue reading “Why I Write”

Dear old me, I remember how it feels to know there has to be a different way. There is a different way, you just have to find it. There’s a whole life waiting for you. And it’s time. I know you can’t see that path running parallel to the one you’re on now, but it’sContinue reading “A letter to me”