There's Something I Want to Tell You
There are a lot of things I want to tell you.
Read MoreThere are a lot of things I want to tell you.
Read MoreHere’s the current status: swollen knee, strained meniscus, gash in my heel, mildly sprained wrist, pinky slice from a Japanese chef’s knife, slightly twisted ankle, out of place ribs, and an okay attitude.
Not all of these are related to each other, but most of them are. Except the okay attitude. That came on its own at the beginning of the week as an unexpected Monday gift.
Read MoreOkay, so I bought this leather jacket at Goodwill a couple of months ago for $14.99. I was so stoked on the find—100% leather, simple front zip with a few fun details like a lapel that has a couple of flat silver studs and it was black, naturally—my favorite color. The Goodwill tag said it was a size bigger than what the jacket tag said which were both smaller than what I typically wear, but with -30 seconds left until closing, I quickly tried it on and deemed it the perfect fit.
Read MoreJust when I thought I would be in the shade for the rest of the evening, a perfect sliver of sunshine found its way through the buildings behind right before sunset. I was lying on my back, eyes closed, at the end of a free evening yoga class on the bluff overlooking the ocean. I could feel the gentle kiss of the sunlight on my skin and without prompting, I subtly smiled.
Read MoreTwo people I work with told me they were proud of me this week, and about something completely unrelated to work. It was unexpected, yet very welcome. As we go about our lives, it can be easy to forget how the little things we do are actually big things. Things that matter. Things that can make a huge difference in the trajectory of our lives. Things that both check and challenge us. Things that can even be, magical.
Read MoreHave your tears ever frozen on your face? Mine did twice on Thursday.
It was an odd sensation. I felt the warmth of my tears welling up, and just as they started their gentle descent down the slope of my cheek, they hardened, momentarily permanent, refusing to be quickly wiped away, excused, forgotten. As often has happened the past couple of years, the tears weren’t triggered by anything in particular. It usually comes with a deep breath, a permissive opening in the body for feelings to take up space and refuse to be ignored.
Read MoreIn case you haven’t heard (or seen) yet, the 90s are in style. Even puka shell necklaces (I peeped some on a group of teens I walked past recently and couldn’t believe my eyes). Grab your baggy jeans, turn up your favorite boy band, part that hair straight down the middle, and dig up your old slap bracelet, because it’s time to live your best life resurrecting an era that was definitely not my epitome of cool. I’m so stoked to have a chance to try again!
Read MoreAs I write this, I’m sitting on a bluff overlooking ocean, the line of the horizon blurred by the lingering, distant fog gently moving away from the coast. There’s not much out there but the occasional, gentle lapping of a white cap and a sailboat lazily drifting at the will of the inconsistent thrusts of wind. I take a deep inhale and experience emotions welling up in my body as I breathe out.
I made it.
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