turning red: 120/365

turning red: 120/365

I hate calling attention to myself and/or attention being called to me. My face turns red, and it makes me want to crawl in a hole. I would like to be present in the moment and make the best of it, or even enjoy it. I want to have been here. ~  365 true things about...
my inner wild: 119/365

my inner wild: 119/365

When we arrived in Provincetown on Saturday, there was a race going on. Cool t-shirt, I thought, liking the way it was divided into four squares… Which got me thinking about my own inner wild and what that might look like at this moment… What’s in...
mother’s day: 118/365

mother’s day: 118/365

Mother’s Day in our neck of the woods looks like church and lunch at the country club, but at some point when the kids were little, I said, Wait a minute. If this really is my day, if this is a day for me, if this is the day I get to do what I want, then I want...
this minute: 116/365

this minute: 116/365

This minute, I’m inhaling eucalyptus. This minute, I don’t have the big picture of what needs doing. This minute, I’m listening to a serbian band. This minute, I’m getting a pedicure. This minute, I’m doing the next thing. ~  365 true...