Say Whew
Being slimed is no fun. When I leave an interaction and feel toxic shame, I know I’m in the presence of slime. Sometimes the slime is prompted by the words and actions of others. But ultimately, the producer of the slime is me. Where have I taken on another person’s...
Permission to Rest
Mostly, life cruises along with a bit of change here and there. But now and then, it can seem like life has gotten ahead of itself. In those times, I feel like I cannot keep up. I feel like I don’t even know who I am anymore, let alone whose life I’m living! These are...
Could Be Good
In the practice of focusing my mind, I may notice how much my mind wanders. Sometimes it wanders into exciting places, with new, inspired ideas. Sometimes it wanders into dark alleys, with fears and worries lurking in every corner. And sometimes it wanders into...
