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The 35 Year Wound

The 35 Year Wound

Dedicated to anyone navigating the lasting effects of trauma  There’s one morning that lives vividly in perpetuity within my mind.  It’s an invigorating summer morning at the onset of a hot, sticky day that I predict will lead to the cool relief of a city pool in the...
Confession: I’m a Recovering Yoga-aholic

Confession: I’m a Recovering Yoga-aholic

I just wrote, “I’m a Recovering Yoga-aholic” and now I want to erase it as fast as can, because, I absolutely love yoga and am so grateful to the practice.  After all, consistently attending yoga classes for the last decade-and-change has given me a life I never...
Doing Our Imperfect Best in Times Like These

Doing Our Imperfect Best in Times Like These

Things change.  Problems that we think are insurmountable get solved.  Ten years ago, standing up in front of an audience was the last thing I wanted to do.  Back then, I was resigned to making do with a speech impediment I was ashamed of.  It never occurred to me...
Simply Remember To Start

Simply Remember To Start

Today is new As a child’s first step (Fragment of a poem I wrote in 2004 that has been hiding in my green tub since then.)   How about this one: Henry keeps saying to his wife, “I just want to go on our camping trip to Yellowstone.” Hour after hour he...