Ever feel overwhelmed? (I know, silly question.) Ever feel stuck because you know you have all these things to do, and they’re all important, and they all have to get … Continue reading The Ferris Wheel of Priorities.
Tag: peace
Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story.
I had to become the villain in others’ stories so I could live freely as the hero in my own. I’ve been thinking lately about the concept of heroes and … Continue reading Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story.
Upside down.
My mother turns 71 today. I managed to spend most of the day distracted by the fact that it’s her birthday, and the heaviness of all such implications. But it … Continue reading Upside down.
Olfactory memory.
Have you ever caught a random whiff of a scent that has instantly transported you to a different time and place? There’s a lot of focus on the senses of … Continue reading Olfactory memory.
Monsters.
I used to fantasize that I was adopted. I think every kid has that wish on occasion when they’re punished or frustrated by the rules or whatnot. But for me, … Continue reading Monsters.
Part of the solution.
Do you want to be part of the problem, or part of the solution? I have felt an increased need to ask myself this question as a way to guide … Continue reading Part of the solution.
There is always hope.
My therapist told me today that in the seven-plus years she’s worked with me, she’s watched me learn how to have hope again, how to trust in the safety of … Continue reading There is always hope.
Mommy issues.
“Side? I am on nobody’s side, because nobody’s on my side, little Orc.” —Treebeard to Pippin, from The Lord of the Rings: the Two Towers You know, for me, Father’s … Continue reading Mommy issues.
On recognizing freedom.
“He cannot take physical form, but his spirit has lost none of its potency.” —Saruman in The Lord of the Rings: the Fellowship of the Ring, talking to Gandalf about … Continue reading On recognizing freedom.
Some random stuff.
I’ve been unable to write lately, for a number of reasons, most of them logistical. Early spring is an extremely busy time in our household; my husband travels a lot … Continue reading Some random stuff.
