Instead of saying, “I miss him so much,” or “I’m so angry,” try seeing what happens when you change it to, “Something in me misses him so much,” or “Something in me is so angry.” I like exercises that can shift my perspective. Especially when they take an eclipsing experience and shave it down toContinue reading “Have You Ever Seen The Rain”
Category Archives: Processing
Boss Stage Healing
At recess in 5th, maybe 6th grade, I used to jump rope double-dutch. If you’ve never held your hands up to catch the rhythm of the ropes, rushed into the eye of the slapping lasso, stutter-stepped until panting, then raced out to survive the whip of the cord, you’ve missed quite a thrill, as wellContinue reading “Boss Stage Healing”
No Escape From Reality
I’m very against bragging. I’d stand on a pulpit, wave my fist and lament how doing so is a failing to our most supreme sensibilities. And yet, is it all that wrong to talk oneself up or feel prideful in something done well? I become uninterested quickly. While writing this post, I picked up myContinue reading “No Escape From Reality”
Red Hot Venti Preppers
A single tissue flaps in the wind, waving hello at me from the corner of the room. The air is on, and I’m nervous. That the upstairs thermostat is in my office and therefore under my control is a good thing, but that twice now the masseuse next door has asked me to turn itContinue reading “Red Hot Venti Preppers”
Save The Clock Tower
There was an ominous leaf on my car’s hood this evening. As I searched the pitch-black parking lot for a shadowy figure, I pulled the car’s handle to shine the dome light and hurriedly closed the door behind me out of protection. Just a leaf. Not quite the newspaper cut-out ransom note my mind conjuredContinue reading “Save The Clock Tower”
Free Ride
I’m not a fan of the word co-dependent and the way society casts it in a negative light. That humans require connection with one another seems logical enough to me. Or that people go to great lengths to meet that need also makes a great deal of sense. So when I hear co-dependent I takeContinue reading “Free Ride”
Walk A Mile: A Writing Exercise
This week’s writing exercise is about putting oneself into another’s perspective. To process the disgusted, self-righteous, and defensive feelings I had of a memory of a man, I decided to write from his perspective in hopes of understanding his motivations. It’s Friday. Two of my boys are dropping by work later. I can’t forget toContinue reading “Walk A Mile: A Writing Exercise”
Heart Healin’
When I drift to the land of not, to a space of no more, I wonder why I came. To grieve, to breathe, for a bit of reprieve? Sometimes I’ll sift through the rubble of the past for answers. I’ll see a hill of bricks, pick one up, and analyze its shape and lines. DidContinue reading “Heart Healin’”
Chicken Potty Pie
I’m going to tell on myself: When scrubbing chicken poop off the outdoor furniture this morning, I thought, “I am better than her,” while playing a girlfriend’s behavior in my mind’s eye. You heard me right, chicken poop. That dang domesticated rooster is at the point he mosies in the front and back door likeContinue reading “Chicken Potty Pie”
You’re So Vain
Aren’t we all doing the best we can? You might disagree, and that’d be alright cause we all know your Uncle Joe could be doing better. I tried that sentence on Dave to see if it’s funny. He gave a hearty laugh with a, “Well, yeah, that’s because I have an Uncle Joe, and heContinue reading “You’re So Vain”
Going On 40 