Learning to take up space, authentically!
Today, I breathe… Today, in this moment I pull the present around me, tightly. The world is-what-it-is. I’ve been in control over-drive. All. The. Time. Unsustainable. It is unsustainable to continue in this way. Change it. Control it. Label it. Nope. Not even close. So, today, I breathe… In and out and feel it all.Continue Reading “A Space to Breathe”
Once, a place for the sacred. Once, a place for listening. But today, that space of silence has become a weapon. Ban all abortions after six weeks, says Texas. And we will allow no exceptions…none at all. Even for: Rape Incest Still birth Nothing. Women, girls, you are on your own. So, we looked toContinue Reading “A Space of Silence”
Creativity and writing have been elusive these past weeks. I wrote about that in my last blog. Pulling weeds and digging in the earth help to jump start that spark again. It’s still tiny, and the words still feel rusty and a bit foreign. Why? What is going on? I caught myself wondering, again, forContinue Reading “A Space to Wonder”
I have dried up, creatively, so it seems. My pen remains idle, nestled against my also unused journal. I wipe the dust away. The cursor blinks repetitively on my computer screen. I sit and try to think and form and create. Nothing. Annoying. Monotonous cursor. I feel defeated and turn my computer off. Again. IContinue Reading “A Space to Touch the Earth”
It has been a year since COVID was declared a global pandemic. The day before, on March 10, 2020, I wrote this: Covid-19 has made its way to Larimer County, Colorado. We’re north of Denver, and close to the Wyoming border. My anxiety over this is mild, but there. Like any vigilant Mama who wantsContinue Reading “A Space to Acknowledge”
2021, you are hectic and frantic, so I search for pockets of peace; and I find you while holding my child’s hand, and I find you while watching the snow gently fall, and I find you in words and in poetry. Dazzling and sparking with meaning, I find a deeper presence pulsing. Everywhere. You areContinue Reading “A Space for a Turtle Poem”
I’ve been riveted by the impeachment trial; not only for its historic nature, but to also see the timeline of events laid out clearly and chronologically for the first time. The impact of January 6 hit me again as the impeachment managers reminded us all, regardless of party affiliation, of just how perilous and harrowingContinue Reading “A Space to Pause”
A few days ago, I was chatting with some old friends on Facebook. We were a group of book nerds and booksellers that had worked together for many years at Barnes and Noble in Des Peres, Missouri. I held that job for 11 years before heading to graduate school and becoming a technical writer. ItContinue Reading “A Space for a Bookstore”
This moment, this pause, feels holy. It is the space between what has been and what will be. Collectively, we have no choice but to wait. It is a sacred space, this pause. It is a space already filled with Love and light. Some get restless, we see their shouting and anger. I understand. TheContinue Reading “A Space to Pause”
The day greets me with news of fires, everywhere… Around, behind, above. The ash falls. In my home. On my car. In the fallen leaves. It is choking. Biting. Everywhere. Like the virus. Like the bigotry. Like 2020–all encompassing. I feel its downward pull. Visceral. Real. Strong. So, I sit silently with it. I takeContinue Reading “A Space to Accept”