filled up with goodness
When my body is filled with endorphins and sweat is rolling down my back, there’s no room for anything but
“Fuck, yeah!”
“That’s right.”
“YES!”
and other bits of goodness.
in my bedroom on this side of the mirror, i see a world of collected treasures. many given to me by my most precious treasures– the souls i share this life with. things made by hands i have held (and loved). flowers, now dried given to me by little people with cherubic grace. (buttercups, dandelions…
winter arrived with a song (and a roar!) the turning wheel brought new light (and lusciousness) hearts drawn on steamed windows (with music and delight) like a dervish, i whirl! like a primrose, I open! the honeysuckle is a tangle of naked branches (summer, a distant memory)
The other day in yoga I was in “Happy Baby” pose and suddenly I felt very small. And vulnerable. I found myself saying, “It’s okay, sweetie. I’m sorry that you were hurt. I’m sorry that you were lied to. I’m sorry that has made it hard for you to trust people.” I started crying as…
My daughter, Gigi, beholding the altar at her new school I have always been a highly sensitive person. I have often sensed things–the things you feel with your sixth sense–and often haven’t known what to do with those feelings. As I child, my perceptions were often “hushed up” by my parents or others (common when…
“forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.” ~Mark Twain This is a journal entry that was transmutated from self-loathing to self-love. I am finding that forgiveness of myself and others is the biggest change agent for moving from the constricted, dark space of loathing to the open,…
It’s the year of the Super Hero. My friend, Aaron Dietz, wrote his book Super. My friend Trin Miller is starring in The Dirty Do Gooders web series (See above.) (You can see my daughter Alexandra get killed in the opening scene.) Real Life Super Heroes roam the streets doing good. As we move into…