I have to change a lot of things about my life, and I don't know how to do it. Maybe I should back up. Last year I went to the hospital for chest pains, which were diagnosed as acid reflux (which is crap: I know what that feels like and that wasn't acid reflux). About the... Continue Reading →
Minefield
I've been inordinately preoccupied lately with the subject of how girls mature in the modern world, seeing as how I have a 9-year-old daughter who seems to be maturing at a frightening rate. My own upbringing, along with cultural stereotypes, have primed me to see the teenage years as a minefield requiring an emotional flak... Continue Reading →
Patterns
My good friend B has been helping me with my memoir. She was telling me that I need to make it more personal in places, and suggested there needs to be a section where I talk about myself and how I deal with the world: what my patterns are that help me cope with things.... Continue Reading →
Up Yours, Universe
I'm really not enjoying life right now. Around the time that the cat died two weeks ago, I started having a recurrence of a strange breathing issue I have from time to time. It basically keeps me from being able to take a deep breath whenever I want to. It has its origins partially in... Continue Reading →
Stuck Again
When we last left our intrepid spiritual traveler, her altars had just reassembled themselves. Since then, I've just been letting them occupy their space and sink their energy tendrils into the house. I've also continued to work on my spiritual scrapbook like a madwoman. I don't know what it is about that particular project that... Continue Reading →
Breathe
Breaaaaaathe. Seems simple until you can't. About a week ago, I started having trouble taking a deep breath. I could take one about every 15 breaths or so, but the rest of the time, forget it. Coincidentally, it was the day after a great deal of smoke descended upon our fair city. Suddenly a problem... Continue Reading →