Do teenagers have it right? Is sinking into your emotions, settling in among the swirling colored vortex surrounding you and whipping around you like a funnel cloud the way to make sense of things, the only real way to move safely through the angst and overwhelm of intense emotions? I’m beginning to think so. […]
It’s a loaded word. The concept seems simple, but there is nothing easy about it. Even speaking the truth can be fraught with triggers and uncertainty.
What if I speak my truth and somebody doesn’t agree with me? What if speaking my truth makes somebody else angry, or makes them feel betrayed, hurt? What if it makes other people uncomfortable?
News flash… Continue reading “Truth”
Recently I read an essay by Toni Hammer about the void that happens when you’re done having children. About halfway through the piece, I could feel a knot in my throat, tears rising behind my eyes. Why? Because I’ve been living in this void, unwilling, possibly unable, to admit it. Reading Ms. Hammer’s words brought me to my knees in recognition.
I grew up an only child until age 12, when my sister was born. The sizable gap between us ensured that we both experienced life more or less as only children with the undivided attention and devotion of our parents. I thought that was fine and that if I ever had a child, I only wanted one. Continue reading “The Void”
Here I begin part two of my exploration of the body’s chakra energy system. As previously mentioned, my review is cursory and greatly abbreviated. Although I’m hoping for some clarity and “self-improvement,” I’m just curious to see what happens as I make my way through all the self-help and life coaching books I’ve got cluttering my bedroom reading area. Continue reading “Transformation, Mile Marker 1.2”
As anyone with school age children knows, the end of summer is a busy time, with back-to-school planning and shopping, and last minute adventures designed to squeeze the last moments of fun out of the warm weather before the routine of school days takes over. Two weeks ago, I started the book Chakras for Beginners by David Pond. Two weeks it took me to finish a book with 158 pages of text. Another week plus to write this post, which I’ve broken into two posts, as I don’t feel right about burdening anyone with a “short” essay of over 2,000 words. Then another week or more to edit for myriad reasons, all legitimate, but when I put them down on paper, they come across as nothing so much as excuses.
Last night I started the first book on that insane list, Chakras for Beginners by David Pond. The extent of my knowledge at the beginning of this journey is that there are seven chakras and they have to do with life balance.
I don’t know the names of all the chakras, but I know some from a regular yoga practice about the Third Eye chakra, the Root chakra, the Sacral chakra, and the Crown chakra. I guess that’s as good a place as any to start. Continue reading “Transformation, Mile Marker 1.0”
I’ve been cleaning house this summer, and as I clear out my books, one of the things I’ve noticed is that I have an extraordinary number of self-help books. I’m not talking a few, I’m talking dozens. I’ve probably invested many hundreds of dollars, possibly thousands, in these little tomes of wisdom over the years. Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole of Self-Improvement”
I have given up coffee. It started out as a summer project, but as the days have unfolded, it’s become something I realize weighs me down, literally and figuratively, so I can’t see it making a grand entrance back into my world anytime soon. Continue reading “Coffee: My Love”
The heat rises around me as I settle down onto my heels and extend my arms out in front of me and lower to the floor. The quiet chanting coming from the speakers and the hiss of ujayi breath from the practitioners in the room seems to increase the energy emanating from the air, making me drowsy and heavy. I drop lower into my pose and my back opens as the breath travels down my throat and into the burning muscles. Continue reading “Commitment to Myself (July U.B.C. Day 8)”