I believe the stories we tell ourselves matter. In the quiet of early morning, thoughts play like TNT reruns movies in the background as I debate whether to fall back asleep or wake up. One memory has played out in this specific way for the past twenty years, shaping who I believe I am. ItContinue reading “Guilt’s UnWorthy Hold”
Category Archives: Writings
Curiosity’s Risk
My curiosity is not enough to open that door. “Oooh, that’s good, I’m writing that down,” a teenage client said, thumbing what I’d said into their phone. “Ooh, ok. I’ll do the same. For my blog,” I said, typing up the above. Lately, I’ve been painting a picture, something I’ve noticed people are responding to—oneContinue reading “Curiosity’s Risk”
Living Past Lives
After servicing Row 10, Seats A, B, and C, it was our turn. “What will it be for your brood, sir?” “Is one biscuit and pretzel good for the kiddo? If not, I can do something different. No, are you sure now? To drink? Apple juice. Coming at you. Are we looking at 75% orContinue reading “Living Past Lives”
Procrastinating X’s and O’s
Was it one of the worst night’s sleep of my life? No, but it might be in the top 100. As my body crumpled in the center of a deflating mattress on the tenth wake-up, I headed to one couch, and Dave headed for the other. This morning, when we met up like weary travelers,Continue reading “Procrastinating X’s and O’s”
A Timeline is Given
“You don’t have to figure all this out right now,” Dave reminded me, which I know, I know, but still, I’m worried. As of today, we have a timeline from our builder (seven months?! Geez, that seems soon), and I’m freaking out a bit. Will I see my Washington clients virtually? Will the office ownerContinue reading “A Timeline is Given”
Mapping the Territory of Confidence and Doubt
Are you able to discern the difference between when you’re in an insecure or secure state of being? As I sat shoeless and cross-legged on the floor of my office with a client, who also sat barefooted and cross-legged on a nearby brown leather loveseat, the focus of our hour-long counseling session fell on thisContinue reading “Mapping the Territory of Confidence and Doubt”
Book ’em, Danno!
I’ve been skeptical about the move to Georgia. Although building a house next to family, creating a communal paradise with chickens, and a greenhouse in a town of less than a thousand people sounds fun, the number of items that needed the green light was overwhelming. Until now. The builder messaged yesterday when the landContinue reading “Book ’em, Danno!”
Poky Foot Day
Can I eat your flesh if we went down in a plane together in the bitterly cold and snowy Andes Mountain range? Remember, there’s no food anywhere, and I need to survive, and you’re dead. So far, I’ve gotten one no and one yes, and either way, I respect your decision but I will eatContinue reading “Poky Foot Day”
Smiling on the Subway
“My life is brilliant. My love is pure. I saw an angel, of that I’m sure.” – James Blunt In the office, I encountered a woman with a free-spirited vibe, reminiscent of Jenny from Forrest Gump. Our eyes locked as we passed, and an undeniable feeling gripped me. It was a jolt that insisted IContinue reading “Smiling on the Subway”
Lessons in Laundry
Why do I blog every day? Richard, a past mentor now a friend, asked me this question as steel-cut oats bubbled on the stove. To and fro I paced grabbing strawberries, blueberries, and bananas to cut from the refrigerator, as my mind floated into a stream of consciousness. My why has shifted like tectonic platesContinue reading “Lessons in Laundry”
Going On 40 