• Space and Time

    In lockdown a lot becomes clear. Not just your foibles and personal areas ripe for growth, not just your pet peeves and your annoyances at those who cannot follow directions even for their own good, but also the things you are grateful for. These might become apparent in the longing for human connection – you don’t know how good you have it until it is gone – or in the little things you see for the first time because you have slowed down enough to notice. Continue reading

  • What’s in Your Glass?

    We all know the idiom, “is your glass half empty or half full?” I generally think of myself as a half full type of person, but in the past few months I’ve seen more and more my propensity towards being an Eeyore. It’s the insidious little comments that all start adding up and then somehow the optimistic room is shrouded in doubt and blah. Of course these moments come most often when I’m tired, hungry or feeling vulnerable. Not being my bestest ever self, but that is no excuse. And the more I think about this half emptiness, the more I see the pattern, and I’ve talked about this before, “it must be my fault.” Last night we heard a knocking sound, Continue reading

  • Hello Pilot Light, Glad You’re Back

    It’s an odd thing to lose your vision. To lose your ability to see yourself in your own dreams. You know the vision in your heart, but your faith or belief in the possibility just fades and you cannot grasp on to it, you cannot dare hope. And then you turn a corner, you are reminded, the spark is lighted and you can once again commit to your dream, to your vision. Where did that flame go? Like a pilot light out in your stove, the spark that lights the flame, that keeps the passion coursing through your veins, just disappears. Maybe it was gradual, maybe it was all at once. It is hard to know because it isn’t until you miss it that you realise that it is gone. Continue reading

  • In My Head

    Oh to be fully in my heart and not so wrapped up in my head. This week has been full of reminders to get out of my head and into my body, to get in touch with my instincts and intuition. I don’t know why some people find it so easy to “lead from the hip,” while others of us struggle to let go of control and fear enough to make it through the day, not all tied up in knots. Continue reading

  • Shrinking Apology

    The shrinking apology is my goal.

    That is, I want to stop apologising, especially in ways that cause me to shrink. See, I want everyone to know that I know my own faults before they judge me. For some reason, I think that they will judge softer when they know that this isn’t my best work, that I had a cold, that I know I could be better, etc, etc. But the truth is that I need to be able to stand by my work and expand my shrinking self. Continue reading