I first learned about BJ Miller when I watched the documentary short End Game on Netflix a few years ago. It's a beautiful documentary that challenges how we consider death and dying. BJ Miller is a very remarkable person. If you don't know who he is, definitely click on the links provided here. His Ted… Continue reading Five Questions
Tag: Life
Podcast #17- Not Taken Seriously/ Writer’s Gathering
The link to the podcast is at the bottom of this post. In last week's podcast, I mentioned my library book problem, but the stack of books in the photo didn't truly reflect it. Here is a better picture: This week's podcast was very cathartic for me. Those who listen will learn why. I talk… Continue reading Podcast #17- Not Taken Seriously/ Writer’s Gathering
From Where I’m Sitting
On the Fourth of July, I was walking around my backyard with Biscuits and I mentioned to Mike how lovely everything is in our yard this time of year. Last year, I was dealing with the end of my perimenopause, migraines, a pandemic, and a slew of other issues. I had only recently started taking… Continue reading From Where I’m Sitting
Headaches, Heartaches, and Fear
During my perimenopause, I became a pretty negative person. As a result of my near constant pain, I grew resentful. I became numb to emotions like happiness and optimistic outlooks like hope. I'd wake up every day afraid to be optimistic for fear of being rewarded with a headache later. As if the Universe was… Continue reading Headaches, Heartaches, and Fear
Asking For What You Want
I’ve changed the names of the horses for the sake of the barn’s privacy and my daughter’s privacy. As part of my soul homework, I was reading Mark Nepo’s The Book of Awakening the other morning. He writes: “I have discovered, again and again, that I usually know what I need to do but just… Continue reading Asking For What You Want
Earliest Memories and I See Dead People
I was walking with Mike through a forest preserve a few weeks ago, and the walk triggered my first ever memory. We were walking on a path. The sun's position, the color of the sky, the trees, and the smell of the air. Everything together reminded me of a specific location. I was at my… Continue reading Earliest Memories and I See Dead People