Lately I’ve been feeling a strong urge to integrate – to gather up past selves and own her awkward moments, her poor decisions, and her burned bridges with the hope of finding some continuity there.
We never prepared for this version of pandemic. On film, people cough and the world falls apart. The reality of COVID-19 is far stranger. This post is a quiet word to my fellow covid-lucky. Our problems may be a small portion of the total damage, but it’s still there, still ours, and it accumulates. It will not so easily fit under the rug where we sweep it.
I want to redefine a successful life. I want to scrub the social meaning of the word and turn it into something different. Something radical. Truer. Something you-shaped. I want … Continue reading
The world has upended. There’s no competition for most impacted; we’re all affected by COVID-19 in some way, across the world. Sometimes it feels okay and sometimes, it’s really not. … Continue reading
There’s a charity book stand at my workplace that sells cheap cookbooks and paraphernalia. Last week, the ‘book man’ brought a set of Oracle Cards promising ‘intuitive guidance to transform … Continue reading
RUN! Drop everything and run as far away as you can from everyone because it’s all broken and it’s too much and you can’t make it better. Run, hide, stay … Continue reading
Each new year, we decide to to be a better person in some way. We take stock of our lives, where we are now versus where we thought we’d be … Continue reading
Marriage equality was one of the first things that led me to leave Christianity. It was 2007 and I was about as Christian as you could get. I loved God … Continue reading