Some time over the course of this summer, my daily guilty pleasure eye-liner habit slipped into an every other day thing. And then a few-times-a-week thing. Until summer break drew to a close, and over a week went by with nary an eyeliner application.Was it having the kids home, and less time for myself? Nah.… Continue reading Through unlined eyes…
Tag: formative experiences
Do I believe my own message?
Confessions of an Overthinker: I'm not sure I believe my own message enough to wear the shirt. Ok, so yeah, I bought it and I'm going to wear the shirt. It's soft, gorgeous, the best kind of warm in wintertime, and... most of me believes the message it is (and I am) sharing. (And for… Continue reading Do I believe my own message?
Be afraid… be very afraid
My 5th grader is an absolute movie buff. He has borrowed library DVDs since he was a tot in the kiddie section, streamed since he knew how to use a remote, and campaigned feverishly for what we'd rent since it became our Friday night tradition. His holiday and birthday wishlists contain more movies than toys.… Continue reading Be afraid… be very afraid
Coming (no-longer) home
Living close to the 45th parallel, there's a scent sometimes - often on cool mornings after rainy nights - that appears and transports me to a sacred place. (Also close to the 45th parallel.) It happened the other morning, as I walked out to get the mail. Earthy. Fresh. Crisp. Full of possibility. Uncanny. That… Continue reading Coming (no-longer) home
Allyship: Reporting for Discomfort
Believe it or not, I thought about aspects of this post for a while and began composing it on January 6 ... or what ended up being the day of the "showdown" on the Capitol. I'd been reflecting on ways to process some big thoughts about on-going racism in America, confronting that being an ally… Continue reading Allyship: Reporting for Discomfort
alive. awake. uncomfortable. 