Found in the Forest

We took a walk yesterday— my dear friend invited Kidlet and I to join her and her pup. As they walked ahead, I was stuck by this gorgeous moss covered rock. I pulled out my phone to snap a picture. But the photo showed me more. This gorgeous beam of light shone into the rock,Continue reading “Found in the Forest”

Whispers of Autumn

It’s starting— the weather’s shifting, coughs are getting deeper, green is fading to gold, and I get to wear scarves. GAME ON. California catches a lot of flack for “not having seasons,” which we do, they’re just kinda chill about it. Nothing too extreme. (Until everything catches fire again but shhhh) Our neighbor’s tree isContinue reading “Whispers of Autumn”

Saturday Insight

I used to despair at what I could not do.The things I could Not Change.I would rage and weep and thrash and exhaust. Now I practice acknowledgment.   I see it and grieve it. Mourn and move onTo what I Can Do.

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”

Confessions of a Depressive Optimist

I’m combing through boxes and came across a lot of old writing- some scribbled onto napkins and paper towels, some cursive on lined paper/backs of receipts, some typed and printed, This gem stood out. Call me Cassandra. “I wonder what will be born from a society that’s obsessed with commentary (ironic pause). It used toContinue reading “Confessions of a Depressive Optimist”

Confessions of a Depressive Optimist

I’m combing through boxes and came across a lot of old writing- some scribbled onto napkins and paper towels, some cursive on lined paper/backs of receipts, some typed and printed, This gem stood out. Call me Cassandra. “I wonder what will be born from a society that’s obsessed with commentary (ironic pause). It used toContinue reading “Confessions of a Depressive Optimist”

Scale of Shit

Most people aren’t actually shitty. Most people are shitty-adjacent. Some people are not-so-shitty And a few people are not-shitty-at-all. We were told there were good people and bad people, shitty people and not-shitty people. Turns out… there are some of both but most are in between, influenced by their surroundings. Most people are just kindaContinue reading “Scale of Shit”