Self-Talk

The way we talk to ourselves reflects how we view ourselves. We often do it without thinking, the little comments that fall out of our mouths whispered under our breath are quickly forgotten as we move from one moment to the next swept up by the busyness of the day. Only when we become awareContinue reading “Self-Talk”

this time of year

I try to remember to breathe not to let these moments slip past me. Not overeating at dinner because I know the leftovers will be just as good if not better. Having memorable conversations, remembering that everyone is going through their own things and feelings are valid, including my own. The older I get, theContinue reading “this time of year”

wordless day

I stayed in the mountains spent some time by myself to read and write and relax silence scared me or so I thought pushing back the noise of every day life to embrace to silence of a still room made me uncomfortable at first I finished a few books and scribbled down a couple ofContinue reading “wordless day”

dentist ptsd

I ground myself in the chair pushing the thoughts out of my mind as best I can knowing they’re forever ingrained in my body I shake I cry communication makes me feel safe communication makes me laugh I don’t always have to live in the past the present can be a little joyful mostly bearableContinue reading “dentist ptsd”

misty rain on saturday

When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you. Peggy Sealfon hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body isContinue reading “misty rain on saturday”

thoughts of now

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”

end of june blues

the end of pride month grief lingers heavy in the summer air I cannot properly put into words how I am feeling still in the midst of processing the weight of the fact that women in this country are not allowed to choose what’s best for their bodies

adjusting

my body aches in places I don’t usually feel in trying to adjust for my ankle to heal, I become aware of the toll my body takes in the process. my shins get the brunt of bruising, trying to sit while working leads to bumping into shelves and solid structures finding comfort for my leftContinue reading “adjusting”

mindfulness

a state of awareness brought on by breathing my skin is red from the heat of this bath I massage my neck with my finger tips and slip into nothingness, happy I watch my thoughts drift away I move the water around me I breathe in through my belly I hold my breath I releaseContinue reading “mindfulness”