Unfinished

In the quiet moments, when I stare to the west or the moon and the stars, my thoughts often wander to you. Reflecting on the paths we’ve taken, intersecting yet distant, I find myself writing these words, not of sorrow, but a place of deep affection. I’ve come to realize that love, in its essence,…

Here’s to Another Rotation

My ability to remember song lyrics from the ’80s far exceeds my ability to remember why I walked into the kitchen. Aging is strange. Did you know outside of Orcas, humans are the only other mammal that have the longest post procreation, and for women, postmenopausal stage in life? It’s kind of cruel in a…

All Feelings are Created Equal

Every day we hear stories of personal suffering and loss that far exceed our own. When we compare our situations to those of people living in war-torn countries or those who have lost their homes and livelihoods to natural disasters, it is tempting to minimize our own experiences of suffering. We may feel that we…

Oh mercy, mercy me

Compassion is the ability to see the deep connectedness between ourselves and others. Moreover, true compassion recognizes that all the boundaries we perceive between ourselves and others are an illusion. When we first begin to practice compassion, this very deep level of understanding may elude us, but we can have faith that if we start…

It’s not the years Honey, it’s the milage.

Don’t underestimate the powers of an open mind and open heart. While alot of people are concerned with staying physically young; as I contemplate another rotation around the sun, I’m honestly more interested in maintaining curiosity and wonder. If we lose those, that’s when we feel old. If you think about it, no age of…

Hope is a Complicated Thing

I think it’s scary to be vulnerable. To let someone else undress your emotions and study the nakedness of your soul, allowing them to see beneath your eyes into the bleeding of your scars. To run so fast into their arms without knowing if you will fall, or fail. To place your trust inside their…

Life in Cadence

Cadence is essential. Cadence imprints patterns into our body, mind, and very soul. This incorporation builds strength and resilience in our cortex. Subconsciously it detects these imprinted patterns, but it rarely appreciates them. Instead our left brain defaults into to judgement, comparing, and doubt of self worth. If not kept in check this autopilot becomes…

Note to my inner child

You’ve got a good heart.Even when you make mistakes and hold on too long,Even when you try your best and it doesn’t work out,Even when your trust and heart were broken yet you choose love over hate,Even when you snap because you’re angry and frustrated with the world,Even when you’re annoyed with yourself and others,Even…

The North wind

I woke up a couple mornings ago in a lupus flare. The telltale sign is that redness on my cheeks. No, it’s not sunburn. I’m a ginger, we use spf70 like lotion. I haven’t had a big one for over a year. I thought I was just tired from riding Fruita, or driving for 3…

Despite being a huge fan of roller coasters…

We humans have the pernicious habit of associating love with proximity. If you love someone, they have to be held closely and under no circumstance should they be let go. To us, loving means giving it our all. It means investing our time and energy into that person. And sure, loving someone oftentimes means just that….