Learning to take up space, authentically!
I am reflecting on this New Year’s Day, 2019. It is cold; biting, frozen crystals on the window. Only one lonely degree greeted the morning. And it was a perfect moment. Do you let your wonderful life come through, even in the cold? I did this morning. Candles flickering, music quietly meandering through the house,Continue Reading “A Space for a Wonderful Life”
I always thought that once found, your voice just was. It wasn’t something that changed. No, you just found it and kept it…end of story. But, I was speaking with a friend a few days ago, and we started talking about voice. I explained to her who I was in my 20’s and then 30’s…andContinue Reading “A Space for My Voice”
Well, that’s a scary line to write: a space just for me. I’ve been struggling with that lately. Ironic, I know, considering that this blog is devoted to taking up space, authentically. But I think the first step is really recognizing why we aren’t taking up space in a way that we should be. EveryContinue Reading “A Space for Me”
I feel like America has lost her soul. Truly. Bombs. Racism. Sexism. Homophobia. Calling the police on children selling water. Hatred of everything. Excuses for groping women. Anger. Etc., etc. Every. Single. Day. It’s exhausting. Truly. Yesterday, I saw a post from someone mocking the recipients of the bombs. Really? REALLY? Who does that? WhereContinue Reading “The Space that Matters”
I love fall. All the color! I live in Colorado, so the golden Aspen amaze me, with their fiery red and golden hues…sassy! All that color got me to thinking…. Importance. Goals. What makes your heart sing? What makes life meaningful. It is about being authentic. It is about taking up space. But whatContinue Reading “The Space of Color”
I must unplug for a while. It’s all just too much. Every day, I hold my breath before turning on the news. What will it be today? What image, what comment, what policy will knock me off my feet? Kick me in the gut? Remind me of the terror of living in this time? MyContinue Reading “A Space for Hope”
Today, I saw that picture of the little two year old girl separated at the border from her mother, and sobbed with her. I just wanted to take her in my arms. Didn’t you? Sweet, precious child, you are not alone. You a loved…so very loved! I know nothing of this child. Her name. HerContinue Reading “A Space of Refuge”
I want to write a novel. There, I’ve said it. It’s out in the world and not just in my heart or whispered to a few select friends and family. I recently read something by Maya Angelou that said after feeling overwhelmed by life, she contemplated what would really make her happy and fulfilled. AfterContinue Reading “A Space for Writing”
Presence. Fully-present. Active. Thoughtful. Yesterday was my anniversary, so I treated myself to a delicious, lovely, restful, indulgent, and much-needed pedicure. What a treat. As I sat down in the chair and answered my nail technician’s questions, I started to reach for my phone. And then…I paused, put the phone back, and leaned back inContinue Reading “A Space Without Smartphones”
I’ve been thinking, lately. A lot. And I keep landing on how small my thinking has gotten. How pattern-like and routine it’s become. Small. Tight. Tiny. Here I am, writing about taking up more space, in expanding and moving, in going big and bold, in reaching for that gorgeous place of freedom! And yet, whyContinue Reading “The Space of Thinking Big”