Last night, a song from childhood happened to come over the speakers where I work. I stopped where I was, so happy to hear it again before being immediately gripped with a grieving nostalgia so fierce, I wedged myself between two shelves, hidden, so I could listen to it, undisturbed, letting whatever was to come,… Continue reading You’ll surely struggle.
We are not broken. We are not wrong, and if we are frightened, then perhaps we're at yet another crossroads. The right crossroads. I can't tell you which direction to take--true north is individual. If following your heart is difficult (believe me--I understand), then follow your curiosity. It cannot and will not steer you wrong. It… Continue reading Part of the design.
Aren't we sick of fear yet? I mean really sick of it? Aren't we low-down tired of it enough to stand up and rebel? (Rebel! My favorite word.) Aren't we by now, collectively, individually, fierce enough, sick enough of our own inner monologue of excuses, to sink a steel-toed boot into fear's soft underbelly and… Continue reading The courage to challenge.
It's a massive question, isn't it--for whom are we living? I have a feeling most of us either couldn't answer or, if we could, "for ourselves" would not be the first answer. But if *not* for ourselves, then how on earth can we summon the energy again and again, day after day? Because, Petals, living by… Continue reading These hours.
I have always had a very hard time with faith. Though the religion in which I was raised never resonated, I carry from it a love of, and respect for, ceremony and ritual. Indeed, so fierce was that fascination with ritual, that it led me on a cross-cultural journey, studying sources of faith and ceremonies… Continue reading An unbreakable connection.
When did we learn to expect difficulty? Yes, life is hard and can absolutely be unfair, no question. But isn't it also joyous? And if we feel as though those moments are few and far between, is it possible it's because we are conditioned *not* to expect them? So what would happen if we decided to… Continue reading Only the shadows.
Sometimes the only thing you can do is walk away. Not forever, not from everything, but just for the air, the space, the perspective.
Actively choosing to wait is as firm a decision as one to move, and I think we often forget that. We confuse waiting with stagnation, or mistake it as procrastination. On the contrary--we're immersed in a culture of rushing--rushing to get the job done, to get to work, to get home, to get to the… Continue reading As yet in darkness.
You're allowed to take your time. You're allowed to change direction. You're allowed to change your mind. You're allowed to be wrong, and you're allowed to acknowledge, with grace, that you did the best you could with what you had, what you knew, at the time. Grace. It's a concept so foreign to us, especially… Continue reading Your exceptional soul.
Sometimes chaos is a necessary catalyst, a harbinger of much-needed change. We so often resist it--after all, it is unpleasant, uncomfortable, even painful. And if you're a Type-A like me? You get it. We'll run like hell (probably in a straight line) toward a more orderly arrangement. But what if we could embrace chaos? What… Continue reading Another direction.