It’s the night of Evelyn’s 4th birthday and we’re sitting on the couch watching Paw Patrol on the projector. She’s sitting nearby with Paw Patrol pajamas, and socks, and one of the pups just said, “Do your best and leave the rest.” And I smiled. I need reminders like that. Having not heard from myContinue reading “My Friend, Peter: Part II”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Journey to the Sadness Bowl
All my great writing ideas today came while mixing wet ingredients into dry ones for tomorrow’s chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting for Evelyn’s class. I even wiped my hands free of the stuff to type a bit. The paper liners are too big, leading the excess to fold over, so the supposed-to-be circles have aContinue reading “Journey to the Sadness Bowl”
Accidental Delight
Ya know what? I deleted my post. A cut-paste led to an undo that couldn’t be undone. The post had something to do with a lazy day, a roaring fire that required opened windows to bring down the 80-degree temperature, and extra short windy/rainy beach time. Here are some videos for proof. Love, Jaclynn
Throwawaying Perfect
“A table for two, but I’ll be eating for three,” chuckled the burly-haired man as the waitress handed his lady friend and him two folded paper menus before seating them three tables from us. The barbecue joint was far too tasty for just seven customers, including Dave, Evelyn, and myself but that’s probably from theContinue reading “Throwawaying Perfect”
Birdie Birdie in the Sky
Out of all the people I’ve shared regulation techniques in session with, only one person has outright rejected them, saying, “I don’t think I can just flex my pelvis, and everything will be okay. I do things because of my mind.” I responded, “I get it. You do what you want. Take my ideas, leaveContinue reading “Birdie Birdie in the Sky”
Laughing at a Funeral
I’m lying on the floor with my feet straight up in the air, and my fingers are hovering next to my temples. After discovering how calming peripheral vision can be for my nervous system, I couldn’t care less about how goofy I might look. What matters most is the comfort I feel in my body.Continue reading “Laughing at a Funeral”
Buckle Up Buttercup
At the edge of my field of vision, where the land met a small, enchanting pond, I witnessed a cascade of glistening gold bars. Or at least, that’s what it seemed like to me. Really it was falling leaves, displaying a final hurrah before landing on the grassy floor, and bringing a delightful pause toContinue reading “Buckle Up Buttercup”
New Level Achieved
I’ve adopted an interesting approach to dealing with telemarketers. Are you ready for this? I talk to them. Yes, you read that right. No more sighing, swearing, and hanging up on them. I engage in the conversation until we reach a conclusion, whether it’s a purchase or their understanding why I’m not interested. I’ve hadContinue reading “New Level Achieved”
Developing a Practice
Have I told you when I go to post a blog, I place my hand up to the laptop screen? It’s to block my sight from the number of views of previous posts. I don’t quite understand why do it, be it a tic or a superstition, but if WordPress is listening, please provide anContinue reading “Developing a Practice”
Superpowers of the Mind
The year of the duck has come to an end here on the homestead, and the reflexive responsibility I feel pops like an undeveloped thought bubble. When I’ve thought of their needing food or water, or if they’re well I’ve felt mostly relief with a light dusting of sadness. Earlier, while preparing a homemade dressingContinue reading “Superpowers of the Mind”
Going On 40 