Archive for January 2017

be the change: it matters more than ever

January 30, 2017

I believe wounded people create a wounded world. And so before we can become effective agents for change, we must tend the personal wounds that stir our reactive emotions, cloud our vision, and cause us to act unconsciously in ways that undermine our intentions and values. The willingness to look at our wounds is a […]

what I’m (somewhat reluctantly) learning, about asking for help

January 17, 2017

Rex: the original lone wolf. From a mildly troubling encounter to a full-blown crisis, my default response has always been to brace myself and cope. Alone. I’m so used to noodling around issues for days; I’m the Mistress of the Pro-Con List, I take long contemplative baths, I journal my tits off. Only when I’ve decided […]

read this if you feel like time is running out for you

January 10, 2017

‘Moss is inconceivably strong. Moss eats stone; scarcely anything, in return, eats moss. Moss dines upon boulders, slowly but devastatingly, in a meal that lasts for centuries. Given enough time, a colony of moss can turn a cliff into gravel’ ~ Elizabeth Gilbert There is a woman who runs past our window each weekday lunchtime, […]

fun bobby was wrong: the unexpected lightness of being five years sober

January 03, 2017

Yesterday in the woods behind our house. Awake, grateful, sober, and still occasionally, quite fun. Do you remember Fun Bobby? He was a very minor character on Friends. He was *super fun*. And then he got sober and became stiflingly earnest and dull. And we never saw him again. I was terrified of becoming Fun Bobby. […]