For some reason, helplessness and hopelessness have been ingrained into our code, and so blinded are we by the way things are/have been/should be that we've ceased asking, is this what I want? And who the hell stripped us of our ability to advocate, to fight, for ourselves? How (when??) did we become so accepting?… Continue reading Reclaim your power.
You know what? Just let it go. You deserve the thing, you know. You deserve it and all you have to do is ask. Just ask. Hope over faith and with enough hope, faith follows.
As much as we hate to admit it, most of us are romantics. It conflicts with our idealism, but we can't help it. Because you know what, petals? Despite the unprecedented weight of the world, the reality of its harshness and its seeming disregard for the inherent loveliness of life, there is so much beauty, still and always.… Continue reading Such generosity.
It may be a new year, but it's just another day. It is not the year that gives you power, but that you're awake for the sunrise, the sunset, the moonrise and set, or any change of light in-between. You choose your hours, but in there somewhere will be a moment. A moment so perfect--to you--that… Continue reading You will realize wonders.
Because anything else results in sleepless nights. Because anything else results in crying on the floor of your car on your lunch break. Because anything else forces your breath to hitch somewhere between heart and throat, suffocating you until throwing a mattress in the back of your truck, cashing out, and heading for the hills is… Continue reading Lessons meant to be learned.
I don't know that we can move through this world without wonder--food, shelter, love, and wonder. It feeds us and keeps us moving, keeps us rising and setting with the sun, that tiny possibility that we will remember, tomorrow, to be surprised by joy. That tiny possibility that wonder will stick, that our first thoughts… Continue reading Fierce gladness.
I know how hard it is, so often, to go about a "normal" day when everything else is churning. How to have a conversation? How to show up when you have to? Sometimes there's a choice, but so often there isn't. Even those of us gifted with the ability to compartmentalize have days when it's just too much.… Continue reading Compartmentalize
I know I've been absent for a few weeks, and I can't tell you how my heart celebrates being part of a community that welcomes you back, no matter how long (or short) the absence. We are family here, and that welcome goes both ways. This is a space of motivation, whether to build up… Continue reading Your permission.
Science about age and brains and sleep patterns aside, it's always been my habit to go to bed with the sun, rise with the sun. Even in college, when left to my own devices, it was such a joy to turn everything off at 7pm, in bed and sleeping by 8. I don't know about… Continue reading The forecast you fix
I'm not sure when we'll finally understand that we are nature--messy and muddy, divine and colorful, useful and invasive, sometimes a great blessing, and sometimes a pain in the ass. But what we don't seem to understand is that ecosystems balance themselves, given enough time and space (and for nature, there will always be time… Continue reading Established
Amy Holt 