I wanted so badly to un-see that my marriage was unsustainable if I wanted to grow, but I couldn’t. So I was faced with a terrifying decision: stay, and shrink; or leave, and hurt, and grow.
Has anybody stopped to define exactly what we are talking about when we tell people to be in this somewhat mythological (and obviously desirable) thing called the moment? Google tells me it is a noun that means a very brief period of time.
I will never fall in love with the feeling of a first Downward Dog again. I will never again hug my high school friend when she finds out she’s going to be a mother again. I will never again make a best friend while studying overseas. I will never share the most ridiculous inside jokes with the ...
We have spent our lives feeling like we landed on the wrong planet, like our very nature is not suited to this world, like every glance our way is looking for what is wrong with us, why we are different. And all we want, is all that anybody wants. To be okay. For our voices to be heard; even if ...
“These birds do not need you. They know how to fly. They know how to hunt.” This was written upon the cover of the San Diego Reader sitting on the coffee table. In the photograph was a gorgeous image of a woman with a golden eagle mid-flight with its wicked talons splayed, reaching to grip her ...
When your heart aches with worry, remember through the flames, you survived. Through the heartache and the fear, you survived. Through the bitterness and the soul searching, you survived.
You were an answer that led to so many more questions but for the first time in my life I believed that everything was going to be okay. I decided I’d rather hold your hand and talk about the shapes in the clouds than worry about what was going to happen tomorrow.