Learning to take up space, authentically!
When I heard the news of her passing, I was stunned. Not possible! Her presence in the world was like a warm cup of Earl Grey in 2020. Like a cozy blanket. Like a field of sunflowers bursting forth with color. Sigh. But she is gone. Like John Lewis, she is gone. And for aContinue Reading “A Space for RBG”
I’ve been devouring books lately. I made it one of my priorities for 2019 to read every single day. And I’m so glad I made that commitment. Even if it’s for just a few minutes before bedtime, I’m working my brain and discovering so many amazing authors and stories. My last two books were theContinue Reading “A Space for Books”
I’ve been thinking a lot about body image, especially as we age and after we have a child. We change. We morph…but does that mean we shame ourselves into being something other than our true selves? Does it mean we shape-shift into a space that is not authentic? I know that I have tried toContinue Reading “A Space for a Belly”
The Women’s World Cup ended last weekend with the USA beating Norway. It was such a fun time! I loved watching the athleticism, team work, and confident presence of women from all over the world as they converged on France for the competition. I particularly loved watching Alex Morgan and Megan Rapinoe. They both scoredContinue Reading “A Space for Soccer”
I haven’t always been brave enough. (At least in my mind.) I’ve been feeling heavy and burdened by this feeling lately. I’ve also been reflecting on life a bit more, as the frantic survival mode of parenting is receding to the background, just a bit. Life is still crazy with a toddler, but I’m findingContinue Reading “A Space to Be Brave”
This is a tricky one. As women, we are rarely taught that anger is a good thing, and consequently, we often push those feelings down and away, and they often rear their ugly head as depression. Women are twice as likely to be diagnosed with depression as men. But today, I’m feeling angry at life.Continue Reading “A Space for Anger”
Delicious. That is the word that came to mind after reading Barbara Kingsolver’s new novel, Unsheltered. Delicious! Kingsolver is a woman who has mastered her craft of writing, and she is one of my favorites! I cannot recommend her book, enough. I know that this one got mixed reviews, but I don’t agree at all.Continue Reading “A Space for Barbara Kingsolver”
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’ve been distracted by space. My focus is always to take up space, authentically. So what happens when space becomes a weapon? When space becomes a place of dread? There are spaces we must occupy to survive. Work. Office. Woman. Body, Etc… Instead of writing, I’ve been distracted. Distracted with the spaces I must beContinue Reading “Distracted by Space”
I have to admit, I don’t love my birthday. It’s not about getting older, not really. For me, it’s about missed opportunities and things not done. I fear not doing something great with my life. And then I look into my child’s eyes. What is greatness? What is worth? Something must change…I feel it toContinue Reading “A Birthday Space for Healing”