Safe to say no

Learn to say no (and hear no) with less guilt and hurt, and more connection

writing my way home

Translations

Volver a los 17. A translation.

Musings

Co-regulating with my cheffies

Flakey salt from a glass bowl spilled on a wooden surface. (Yes, salt is a comfort for me, and comforts are part of nervous system healing).

Musings

Dirt: A Love Affair

A very young girl in long knit-woolen pants and slightly too small fuzzy jacket with a hood pulled over her head. She is grinning. Next to her, on a cement pathway is is a bottle with light brown liquid. She looks quite pleased.

Open Letters

Dear Money

Four stacks of coins and a jar full of coins, all with a tender green shoot of growth coming out the top

writing my way home

Musings

Odd-time Things

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Writing helps me practice friendly awareness toward myself and others. When I write, I pause. And when I pause, I get to meet myself with kindness no matter what I'm carrying, no matter what I'm holding. In that way, writing brings me home, wherever in the world I am.

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Minding my life

Pardon all the pronouns but Whitman was right: I am vast. I contain multitudes.

Heidi, for the love of all you love, do not do another thing until you write. And definitely, most definitely, do not talk to him —or anyone, for that matter— until you write. And also? Permission not to believe any of your thoughts, especially the conclusions your mind jumps to… [Continue Reading]

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Minding my life

Going back for me-then

You know how people might say something for some kind of ever and you just don’t hear it? Maybe at some point you begin suspecting just how much you aren’t hearing. You get curious, and with curiosity comes the teensiest opening to the possibility that there could be a vast… [Continue Reading]

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