Facing the Strange

I face all the scary strange feelings of this moment. I don’t shy away from feeling all my fears, all my joy, all my excitement and anxiety that comes along with stepping into something new and unknown. I breathe through panic and distraction. I am present and focused on the now. I remind myself toContinue reading “Facing the Strange”

No Point of Reference

With each passing day, I’ve come to realize that for the last twenty-five years I have lived in my body, I haven’t really known the skin I’ve lived in. In the sense that I don’t pay attention to something until I’m forced to look at it by way of injury or illness. The same questionsContinue reading “No Point of Reference”