The Battle for Softness

Everyone experiences life in their own way. Everyone responds in their own way. I was born tender and soft-spoken. I was born considerate and loving. I was raised eager to please with a belief in fairness. Life is beautiful but she is neither easy nor fair. She battered me left and right. She demanded that…

My theme for 2023: Rooting my Touch Tree

One of the defining reads of 2022 was Glennon Doyle’s Untamed. It was so defining that I read it 3 times at different times in the year. This book is the perfect illustration of a meme-like poster that does the rounds on Instagram stating that I should read books that had a profound effect on…

2022. My Year of Yes

Those who have stayed with me on my nomadic move from blog to blog over the last 10 or 12 years know that every December I take stock. I work out my theme for the new year and I reflect on the year gone by. 2022 was not perfect but Good God in heaven, it…

I am out with lanterns looking for myself

“I took at the time, a memorandum of my several senses, and also of my hat and coat, and my best shoes – but it was lost in a melee, and I’m out with lanterns looking for myself.” Emily Dickinson I want to find myself, my 5 year old self said. Why don’t you go…

I didn’t fall out of love

I didn’t fall out of love. Not with you. It wasn’t sudden. It happened one cruel word at a time. One cold gesture at a time. One unkindness at a time. One exclusion at a time. One piece of mean “sarcasm” at a time. One lie at a time. One day… at a time. It…

Do you still believe in Love?

Do you still believe in love, my therapist asked. I opened my mouth but I didn’t say anything. It was dawning on me at that moment that I didn’t know the answer. “Can I think about it,” I said. “I’m not sure.” It was some time ago now. I still didn’t know the answer the…

A Deathless Death

I am sitting in bed alone. I am agitated. Words have been spilling out of my mind and spilling all over everything inside my head all day. A long, hot shower usually quiets them. Not today. I had no heart for a long shower. Still, by the time I come out of there, I had…

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“my heart woke me crying last night how can i help i begged my heart said write the book” Rupi Kaur Lately, my urge to write has returned with the force of a waterfall. A waterfall of words rushing over each other in my brain. Rushing to arrange themselves. Demanding to be written. Demanding to…

5 Critical Skills to Find Your Voice in the Workplace (Around the Web in 80 Clicks)

Written by Shavon Lindley at trainingindustry.com Workplace cultures often feature certain contradictory personality types: people who tend to dominate conversations and people who tend to remain quieter. Sometimes, these differences are based on hierarchy; if you’re lower on the ladder, you might be less inclined to offer input. Sometimes, they can be rooted in gender;…