It took me 49 years to finally accept and make peace with the fact that many friendships, and almost all friendships with men, will leave parts of me deeply unmet and starved in regards to emotional connectivity and flow. This made itself repeatedly, painfully and non-negotiably clear on an emotional level of perception and knowing of my experience. I am fascinated how hard it is for the tender and...
This year has been about realizing and embracing uncomfortable truths, making hard decisions and holding myself accountable to a higher standard than before. It has been a year of illuminating and cleaning up what my ego successfully hid under carpets and in dark corners of my mind. A year of cutting out little and not so little ways my ego cuts corners with regards to my health and wellbeing...
Autumn was not much of a favored or loved season of mine for most of my life. Maybe because it never takes the brilliant and colorful form of the “Indian summer” where I grew up but is a rainy and uncomfortable prelude to the desolation of winter. Maybe because my ancestral lands never see a leafless tree unless it is dead and this image is deeply associated with death...
Almost is a strange little word that can express very different perspectives and conclusions. It can be a hopeful word, edging us on to persevere and reach our goal or it can express the frustration or sadness of missing a goal by a fraction. Almost good enough Almost good enough can make you choose to happily settle for it and be content or find yourself regretful over not persisting...
