I sat at my desk this morning, one day away from starting my period (according to my marvelous FitBit), and I welled up with tears as I told someone’s story for her. I was writing an admission essay for a client who had overcome a lot in her life, and I sat in her skin,…
Tag: life
How to Stop Running from Demons: From an Expert
Yes. I’m an expert. An expert runner. When I decided I was going to change my life over a year ago, I had no idea that it would take an entire year simply to realize what changing my life meant, forget the actual change part. We’ve all heard the age old advice that if you…
Hear Me Out: Life Is Not About Service to Others
Life is about service to yourself. Life is not about service to others. I know I have said this before in various essays and in various ways, but it bears repeating, especially since the vast majority of my writing is aimed at women. One of the biggest drains on women’s health is their constant serving…
Why Divine Inspiration Is Essential to Your Success
For the last year, I have come to a place in my life where I no longer want to do anything without divinely inspired guidance. Wait, what?! If you’ve ever read anything I’ve written, posted, or commented anywhere, you may be shocked by this bold statement. You probably have a sense of where I stand…
How Accepting Help Is an Expression of Love
“I can’t bring the kids to the library to meet you guys today. My battery died. I need a new one.” I messaged my friend early the other morning. “Oh no!” She responded. Then she followed up with a lovely offer to come pick us up and throw my kids’ carseats in her giant minivan…
Transitions Periods: Not Fucking Easy
I’m up late. Really late. I’ve opened my last bottle of wine. I’ve grabbed my bag of truffles. It’s after midnight. I’m up late. Why? Because I’m forty years old, and I’m transitioning to a completely new phase of my life. I’m leaving behind old and welcoming in new, and it is mostly lovely and…
Contrast in Life: We Choose How We Face It
I am learning more and more that contrast is essential to the human experience, and that we get to decide how traumatized we allow ourselves to be by the contrasts we face every day. My miscarriage has mostly passed. I am dealing with the remnants of the loss and the shifting reality, but the worst…
I’m Having a Miscarriage. I Think?
I’m pregnant. And I’m having a miscarriage. I think. What Do You Mean “I Think?” A little over two weeks ago I looked at my calendar and thought, “whoa! It’s been a really long time since I’ve had a period.” Long cycles are normal for me, so I take them with a grain of salt….
Choose Joy: On Death and Life and My Women’s Circle
My mother’s sister died a few days ago. We knew it was coming. This time last year she was given just months to live. She stuck it out, smiling as always, for a whole year, only getting really bedridden and sick in the very end, and finally succumbing this last Monday. As it was unfolding…
Reflections on Writing: Beautifully Broken
I’ve been thinking about this post, “Beautifully Broken,” that I wrote originally four years ago, and how this fits into some writing goals I’ve got coming up. I finally went in to my old blogspot account and dug it up. This week’s post is my reflection on writing. For a long time writer, it can…