Tag: simplicity

in which I am working on compassion

My left leg is being an idiot again. It had been behaving for a bit there; not perfect, not ideal, but just okay enough that I was feeling hopeful. Today, though. Today I woke up with it feeling heavy, leaden, achy, dull and less- than- responsive. Stupid leg. Idiot leg. I got out of bed and immediately felt a flash…

in this now

I’m in bed, insomniatic, listening to Sam breathe. As miserable as I know tomorrow will be, I am grateful for this moment. We are here, we are we, this is now. Tonight I’ll lay awake and not dream of other countries, other places and faces, other lives. Tonight I will give myself this moment, nothing more or less: safe and…

details

All these small moments of perfection.

catastrophizing 101 (some days are)

Some days, nothing is going right. Did you ever read the kid’s book, “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day“? Some days are just like that. Some days are all about doing laundry all day long because there are no clean sheets or towels or kitchen linens or underwear and the silk scarves that were soaked to…

in which, for just a moment, I get real

        I’ve had a good amount of people ask me how I’m doing, lately. It’s a pretty common question-  we say it in some form to just about everyone we see, every day. I have a policy about lying, even little lies; I’ll evade like mad, and I’m an old pro at diversions, but I don’t like to lie. That…

the importance of ritual

In my oven right now is a tray of the most amazing tomatoes- some from a friend, some from our garden, all local and home- grown. I'm oven drying this bunch, which is a day- long process that makes the entire house smell like heaven. I threw in some garlic for a little while there, too, just to have some…