We all have borders. Boundaries. Some of us can't see them for the horizon, and while embracing and expansive, those with such openness sometimes need to be reminded of where the rest of us reside. There is nothing wrong with reinforcing your boundaries. You are not required to carve open doorways, no matter who's knocking.… Continue reading At the borders.
How you bloom.
I know it makes everything harder. I know it can make getting out of bed (or going to bed for that matter) a monumental task requiring all of your discipline and deep reserves of strength. This is not depression. It's not anxiety, although it can certainly manifest that way. There's nothing wrong with you. I know.… Continue reading How you bloom.
Part of the design.
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.
The courage to challenge.
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.
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.
We're trained (led?) to believe that home is a definable place on a map. I know. I've been led on this geographical goose chase all my life, and here I am, spiritually homeless, as it were. But at long last, the journey has taught me that I cannot base myself in place, or not solely… Continue reading Geography-dependent.