I have a couple of very strange fears. One of them is too weird to try to explain here but it is very real and very disturbing. To me. (You can google it: trypophobia) I cannot google it because of the images. *insert panic attack* IT IS HORRIBLE, YOU GUYS. My son likes to tease me… More tricks
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” – Maya Angelou I have a teeny tiny little-girl voice. Even at my age, (45 big ones), I sound like a child. I used to just cringe when I heard my recorded voice. Ugh, I sound so small and weak and whiney…I don’t even… More me too
I miss this writing thing! One of my birthday promises to myself was to make more room for the things I love & long to do but don’t set aside time for. Really, there are no excuses. My excuses are so worn out and tired I can’t even bear to use them anymore. Also, THIS: “I’ve… More guts
My dad sent me this video the other day. It documents climber Emily Harrington’s attempt at free climbing El Capitan in one push. I’m not a rock climber and I’m not a runner/athlete who pretends to be anywhere near her caliber in any way shape or form. What inspired me while watching the video was her… More righting the ship
Whoops. Lost this blog for a bit. Life has been hectic, crazy, full. I think I have cycled through all the feelings that exist within me so far this year (ALL. THE. FEELINGS). And it’s only May. I feel a bit like this guy: The big rock just keeps rolling back down the hill. I’m getting… More crying uncle. or, just crying.
“To stay, you have to believe there is something worth staying for—and then you have to bring yourself back, again and again. The initial glimpse of wonder, of love, of possibility, of expansion becomes a commitment to returning, to bringing yourself back each time you bolt.” – Geneen Roth For as long as I can… More choosing to stay
I’m starting to kind of loosen my grip on this arrogant belief that I “know best”. Maybe I really don’t know shit. I have grown to know some things for damn sure, but clearly there is a LOT I have left to learn. Last Friday, Lars & I headed out to Orcas Island for our annual… More mud & stitches