Category Archives: Reflections
I almost cheated…
I almost cheated today, day 12 of my 40-day yoga challenge. I stared longingly at the Moscow mule cocktail I wanted to order, imagining what the delightful blend of bourbon, ginger and lime juice would taste like. But then I … Continue reading
Seizing the New Year: The Great Pit Bull Adventure
I had plans to start 2016 on the slow side. No sweeping change. A leisurely coffee. A little tidying up. And then I’d get back to the novel I’d been enjoying during this past week of vacation. But my sweet … Continue reading
Losing the Way
I got there again – that place where I become a grumpy, frantic lunatic that just oozes negativity. The one who can’t remember how she was ever happy, loses her connection to creativity, and doubts everything in her life. And … Continue reading
An Encounter with the Sunday Night Yoga Critic
Sunday night yoga – a time to get present and toss aside anxiety about the transition from weekend to work week. Yes, this was my intention. But what I found on the mat was a super judgmental freak. I’ve noticed … Continue reading
Messing Up and Moving On
It was a Tuesday that felt like a terrible re-run of a Monday. My retreat to a post-work weight lifting class compounded the unpleasantness instead of releasing it. I didn’t mean flip my bar over so quickly to add weights … Continue reading
Meet Elliot
Elliot is my teacher and my test, my reward for coming home and my biggest worry. He’s the fiercely affectionate pit bull who has demanded love I wasn’t sure I was ready to give. I repeatedly declared that I was … Continue reading
Foxy’s Final Lesson
“Find the grace in all the things that you can’t change and help somebody if you can.” –Van Zant Foxy Brown conquered my heart in less than a day. She lured me in with her spirit. When I first met … Continue reading
One last birthday gift
The sun was a fiery orange. It ducked beneath the trees just before 7:30 p.m. Tonight, I was there to witness the graceful swoop from visible to hidden. I was present, really present, sitting on the curved black park bench … Continue reading
Dreaming big mountain dreams
It has been almost exactly eight months since I reached the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro. And it has taken me that long to answer the toughest question since my return: “what’s next?” Today, I finalized my answer just in time … Continue reading
Flawed and fine with it
So I have a few confessions: I haven’t written in three days. I uncluttered my office months ago but just dropped off the overflowing donation boxes yesterday. I ran into my ex recently and discovered he still could make me … Continue reading
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