Like Riding a Bicycle I had a dream last night that I was on a bicycle. This was odd really, and almost seems impossible. You see, I’ve never, ever, ridden a bike. Though, according to my baby book, I did have a trike. My mother wrote that my legs weren’t quite long enough so maybe…
Category: Story of My Life
Feels Like Yesterday
I shot the video below eleven years ago today. We were in Panama while the East Coast was in the middle of a blizzard. We were lucky to get a flight out during what they were calling “Snowmageddon.” We spent that week basking in the sunshine and sweating in the tropical humidity. My sister and…
The Sunday Post: Familiarity
It snowed last night! If my daughter hadn’t texted me though I might not have noticed until this morning. I had the shades down in my living room, watching a couple more episodes of “How to get away with murder” and hoping to stay awake long enough to catch Dan Levy’s appearance on SNL, and…
Thankful
It’s early still on this Tuesday morning. My coffee is just about ready, I’m dressed for work (in comfy yoga pants, of course), and I’ve already practiced some morning yoga. I was going to write this week about what I discovered, if anything, about myself during January, a month bursting with lofty intentions to establish…
Wednesday Worries
Maybe they’re not so much worries as ruminations, but Wednesday Worries rolls off the tongue a little better. Must be the alliteration. I’ve been sitting on my couch for about an hour now, not really doing anything productive, when there are at least a few things I could be doing. I have a crochet blanket…
It was a Glorious Day
I watched today’s inauguration ceremonies while I worked, taking glances at my personal computer to my left while I carried on with my regular tasks. I was watching partly out of curiousity, and partly out of a sense of obligation, and also partly just because I was so relieved this day had finally arrived. I…
The Sunday Post: Self Care
Self care. A lot of people talk about it, and some even poke fun at the idea. Maybe they think it’s an indulgence, or selfish behavior, or something that only those with money can participate in. I don’t think it’s just about treating yourself, although doing something that you normally wouldn’t do, either because of…
Chasing Away the Gray
The sun’s coming in through my window Chasing away the gray Music’s flowing through the speakers I’m dancing in my chair Feeling good this morning Dropping notices in the mail My heart’s in a good space today Cushioned by kind, loving, thoughts Working on establishing momentum Following one good day with another “Breathe love in,…
