I'm feeling extra tender these days. I'm crying because of beauty and kindness and memory and grief. I'm finding it helpful to acknowledge that we are experiencing collective trauma, and I thought maybe it might help you, too, if I said it out loud. It might not show up as obviously in day to day life, but it's there. An inability to concentrate, low-key loneliness, unexpected overwhelm, uncertainty. It's insidious.
Read MoreLosing 3/4” of my main executor of joy-bringing activity was no small loss. I had to learn to hold a pencil again. I sat in bed, on massive pain meds, and learned to knit as my own personal physical therapy practice.
Read MoreI used to believe that inconsistency was a deep fault in my character, but it’s not inconsistency. It’s all meditation. It’s variety, and I find a new way to get in touch with me everyday, whether it’s silently or out loud on social media. I’m forgiving myself embracing my variety.
Read MoreI have spent my whole life trying to convince people that what I do isn't magic, but what if it is?
Read MoreHow are you caring for yourself lately?
If you need a reminder, that was it.
If you need a hug, here it is.
