I have a confession to make. I am an unauthorized cuddler. I haven’t trained, I haven’t certified, I haven’t been tested or vetted by any snuggling organizations. I’m just out here, being platonic, asking for consent, and seeing what happens like the heathen I am. I’d like to train. I’d like to know 20 different… Continue reading Warning: Cuddlers Gone Rogue
Our healing journey can be compared to many things. I’ve compared it to the sprouting of a seed before. Lately, I’ve been comparing it to the transformation of a caterpillar. Mostly because my current state of mind can be excused and understood when I define it as a cocoon. After exhausting myself by running around… Continue reading The cocoon
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I was woefully undermothered as a child. My mother was woefully undermothered as a child. My mother’s mother was woefully undermothered as a child. These wounds run deep. When I had a daughter I went into hyper-mother mode as proof that I was OK.
Communicating vs. Broadcasting
Yup, Arte Lessons, with an e. Yes, it’s pretentious but I like the distinction. We’re not talking about crayons and paste here, we’re talking about the fine and subtle art of recognizing and consciously manipulating the various vibrations and energies that surround us. The same energies that we ignore and allow to manipulate us most… Continue reading Arte Lessons
Healing is like an onion(or a parfait) Layers, lots and lots of layersandlayersandprayersandlayersof healing. And you often find that the issue you think you need to address isn’t at a layer you can access yet. You need to find the top layer and address it first. The top layer is often so easy and so… Continue reading Healing
I was in the mall the other day. I don’t really go to the mall anymore. I used to go with Faerin and watch her try on outfit after outfit. I would occasionally peek in the “plus-size” section to see if anything didn’t look like a gaudy, deflated hot air balloon. Just looking at the… Continue reading The perfect size
What is lost? In less than six months I’ve managed to lose one child to death, one child to a long-overdue change in custody, and one child to my own unreasonable and unhealthy expectations. I’ve found and lost a roommate (though I’m awfully glad he’s gone) and lost two cats; one went off to live… Continue reading What is lost? (revisited)
October is always an emotional month for me. My father’s mother’s birthday fell on October 1st and I loved my grandma, especially since both my sister and I had our birthdays in October, so it made it extra special. Then my sister had her first baby in October too which has always been awesome. This… Continue reading spring cleaning