Note to self: Sweet baby girl, you take up as much space as you can. The world is vast and the universe expanding. Cowards will try to make you small. They will line their pockets with your insecurities. Starve them. Deny THEM. Not yourself.Restriction won’t help you grow.And you can’t hate yourself to happy. TheyContinue reading “Notes to Self: Dear Brooklyn Dancer,”
Category Archives: self-care
Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter
It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”
Pep Talk
When I need a pep talk I cue up Oprah’s Golden Globes acceptance speech for her Cecil B deMille award. (Here: Today a fabulous highlight reel played in my memories, including Oprah’s speech. But today I noticed Alfred Molina’s face while listening to her. And it was so absolutely beautiful. It gave me the HUGESTContinue reading “Pep Talk”
December Blues
I think it’s an exceptionally difficult time to be a human. People are really struggling. We were running on empty before, then emergency reserves, then fumes and now? Who knows how we keep going. In the face of corruption and greed and violence. In the face of planetary destruction and no response by the powersContinue reading “December Blues”
December Blues
I think it’s an exceptionally difficult time to be a human. People are really struggling. We were running on empty before, then emergency reserves, then fumes and now? Who knows how we keep going. In the face of corruption and greed and violence. In the face of planetary destruction and no response by the powersContinue reading “December Blues”
Quiet Time
I’ve taken some quiet time lately. Saying less, listening more. unplugging and plugging back in, time to think and wonder to myself. It’s been a nice respite from my standard reflect-and-pontificate repertoire. We even snuck in a quick overnight camping trip. And I hardly posted about it! It was a glorious quiet recharge. Sunshine, freshContinue reading “Quiet Time”
Caterpillar Soup
I can’t make this up. I learned this from my kindergartner.
We Can’t Bully Ourselves into Better
We can’t hate our way through healing. It doesn’t work that way.
Cruelty, Callousness and COVID
So, it happened. My family caught COVID last month. We had a sense it was heading our way when cases started appearing in our child’s kindergarten class. She had a bit of a sniffle so we tested her at home and it came up positive. That was a Sunday. We cancelled plans and pulled herContinue reading “Cruelty, Callousness and COVID”
Lessons (Re) Learned
Recently I’ve been reminded of the importance of boundaries. I’ve never been great at healthy boundaries, I either lock people out completely and provide a curated character to interact with the world, or I fire hydrant blast all my thoughts everywhere. Over the past few years I’ve gotten better at being less performative, I’ve integratedContinue reading “Lessons (Re) Learned”
Pretty Good Ugly 