I don’t know if I believe in reincarnationbut in a way, I find it terrifying -in my darkest moments, with no comfort to be found in believing that, at least some day, all of this will end. Unlearned lessons cannot be left behind,when I shuffle off this mortal coil - no; they will be there, waiting, … Continue reading Whispers
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Alchemy
I saw this quote by Sarah Durham Wilson a few days ago, and it’s been stuck in my head: “Theway you alchemize a soulless world into a sacred world is by treating everyone asif they are sacred, until the sacred in them remembers.” This idea speaks to me, for so many reasons. It’s the Golden … Continue reading Alchemy
Light Through the Cracks
As a perfectionist, I put a lot of pressure on myself. A completed project could always be done better, a piano piece practiced more, a meal better cooked. As someone who has lived with perfectionism for a lifetime, it goes without saying that I’ve always seen mistakes that I've made as bad – signs that … Continue reading Light Through the Cracks
My Buddhist Gift
Research professor, lecturer and author Brene Brown has said, “You can choose courage or you can choose comfort, but you cannot have both.” I’ve dealt with chronic anxiety my whole life. I intensely overthink, worry, play out hypothetical situations to the “nth” degree, and lose sleep. This anxiety has transcended all aspects of my life … Continue reading My Buddhist Gift
That Imperfect Love
A dear friend of mine said to me recently that she struggles sometimes to express herself to those close to her because she wants to make sure each sentence is formed perfectly before she says it. She agonizes over an imperfectly constructed sentence, worrying that it will not convey her full meaning, or somehow not … Continue reading That Imperfect Love
The Weight That’s Left Behind
A quickness in the breath A clearing of the throat A flexing of the knuckles To keep oneself afloat Hands are used to to push Through hours and through days Whispering encouragements And building up with praise Work through others' tensions Massage away the pain They walk away unburdened And thank you for their gain … Continue reading The Weight That’s Left Behind
Girl
Hello to the little girl that was me years ago, before I got older, grew up, and did the things you're supposed to do. . Hello to that girl, who stayed with me, living quietly in my brain most times - but sometimes moving to my stomach: shaking, and trembling ("Oh, my nervous stomach," I … Continue reading Girl
Pocket Sized 