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Powerlessness

I’m (slowly) recognizing where my power lives, and where it does not. I’ve spent most of my life trying to flex my power. “Intellect over instinct,” my dance teacher told me, and I became a master of overriding my body’s natural cues. Hunger, fatigue, pain, nothing stopped me or even slowed me down. I walkedContinue reading “Powerlessness”

Mosaics

Last year, at this time, I was still living in hope. I was living with a promise, and I hadn’t yet experienced the worst day of my life. (The worst day of your life so far… I have to add) #simpsons I thought Christmas would be harder than it turned out to be. New Year, it turns out, isContinue reading “Mosaics”

2022

To those with under 5s — I see you, I love you, I know this is scary AF. I know you’re exhausted and have been running on emergency power for almost two years. I promise to do everything I can. To mask and test and stay home and give space. It might not be enoughContinue reading “2022”

The Personal, Political, and Practicing ImPerfectionism

I, like many of us, have often let my perfectionism prevent me from STARTING. Things pile up around me because I can’t just do them, I have to do them RIGHT and I can’t do it right now, so it waits. It can fester. I, like many of us, am learning that anything worth doingContinue reading “The Personal, Political, and Practicing ImPerfectionism”

Caged, Curious, or Free

I have lived my life in a cage built of rules, close quarters with a lot of requirements.I yearn to raise a free daughter, I imagine what that would look like. I encourage curiousity, letting her wonder and wander,Saying yes more than no because after all, why not? I ask her to notice and sheContinue reading “Caged, Curious, or Free”

Period chocolate

Dear people with periods— if in your supply box, you have not already stashed some chocolate, might I suggest you do. Signed, Someone who took too long to figure that out.

Divorcing the Shoulds

I’ve lived under the weight of Shoulds for as long as I can remember. The “supposed to” Unspoken and unspeakably high expectations. Through the last decade or so, I’ve been breaking free of the Shoulds.Liberating myself bit by bit,Loosening, though not breaking my shackles. The external ones were easier to see, “Don’t Should on me!”Continue reading “Divorcing the Shoulds”

Holy Bones

If this holiday season you are torn between gratitude and grief, oscillating between joy and sadness, unsure which parts of you are invited to dinner… I feel you

2021, the longest year for a Mom Demanding Action

For the last (four?) years I’ve been part of our local chapter of Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America. For those who don’t know, it’s a grassroots organization of both mothers and others, gun-owners and non-gun owners, who refuse to accept 100 gun deaths a day. We are the gun safety version ofContinue reading “2021, the longest year for a Mom Demanding Action”

Ready to Burn

Last night, my daughter asked me how to get a flat tummy, and she sucked her little belly in. “I want it flat, I don’t want it fat, like this” and she exhaled her tummy back out. She’s six. I know I’ve been pulled back into my eating disorder but I thought I was keepingContinue reading “Ready to Burn”