Things I'm realizing on "day something" of self-isolation: We live on a cul-de-sac. Typically there are at least 10 cars going through on every other day. But during this quarantine period, it is "still". "Still" can be peaceful in many circumstances. But a "still" and quiet cul-de-sac, usually bustling with activities, is eerie.We can hear…
Just a few words to keep my blog active....... COVID-19 2020 has been full of: confusion, shock, awe, grief, anger, and now, add grit and determination to the mix.
We find ourselves at a unique time. Perhaps a once in a life time experience? I hope? A once in a generation, monumental shift of the path for humankind? I constantly feel the looming, unrelenting reality of something massive...something significant....something scary...something confusing...something happening that I need to document so that Finn can read it someday…
I'm grateful for the gift of November. It seems strange to write as it's a month I dread due to the dark days - but I'm grateful for the gift I have given myself for the last five plus years- the gift of daily gratitude during the month. It sets me up for the next year…
Me too. I don't identify sexual harassment and assault as only being experienced by women. I don't identify the assailant with always being a man. But what I do know, is it's prevalent and we live in a culture of "shame", secrecy, and disbelief. The "Me too" campaign has made me revisit some old haunts…
Today someone brought to my attention the difference between the authentic self- who we really are, and the presented self- what we feel comfortable expressing to others. I unfortunately don't know the scholarly source but am familiar with the idea of "true self" and "false self" (though I like the words authentic and presented much…
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