Two posts yesterday twined together into a solid cord that ran through my thoughts for much of the day. Gale at Ten Dollar Thoughts wrote about the relationship between insecurity and judgment, and about her own (very human) propensity for both. The Kitchen Witch shared a guest post by Naptime Writing which, though ultimately focused [...]
Grace and I were alone last weekend. It was lovely. We went out for dinner (both nights!). We walked down the street on Saturday to a neighborhood restaurant holding hands. We read our books for hours, sitting in bed next to each other. We finished Harry Potter 2 and watched the movie. We took a [...]
A couple of months ago I wrote about drishti, and about how having somewhere steady to focus our eyes helps us keep our balance in the world. This thought came back to me in a class last week. One of my favorite poses has always been tree. My huge difficulties with meditation are well documented. [...]
Karen Maezen Miller is one of my idols. No, really. She, even on the screen, radiates peace, calm, and the hard-won wisdom of someone who has really put in her time to live in her life. I mention the hard-won part because my sense is that for her this is a practice, a deliberate effort. [...]
Photograph taken yesterday evening, walking to dinner with Grace. The iphone, while valiant in its effort, could not really capture the light on the branches. It seemed alive, warm, full of promise and the hope of spring. I love the Dixie Chicks. One of my favorite of their songs is Easy Silence, and it runs [...]
Love is necessity, all else about it is up for grabs. Love’s hold is primal, its manifestations baroque, arcane. In the tended garden of the personality or soul, love is the weed of startling loveliness. Flowers of a more acceptable configuration – duty, kindness, citizenship, concern – may take deliberate root and bloom. But love [...]
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Tuesday was my half birthday. Nobody remembered. Why should they? They shouldn’t. I realize my attachment to my half birthday is irrational, and I trace it to the fact that my actual, mid-August birthday was often a bit … well, lacking in celebration. This is not my parents’ fault – they were always wonderful in [...]
I’ve been thinking about my post yesterday, and dwelling more in my memories of the dark period after Grace was born. It strikes me that in many ways that episode of PPD was a microcosm of the problem that’s plagued my whole life. It was about the past and the future occluding my ability to [...]
I am delighted to be guest posting at Zen Family Habits today. Please click over to read my thoughts on how instinct and peer pressure can go to war, and my dedicated efforts to remember what I really believe is vitally important. Email this post
