Managing Menopause: Skin, Body, Mind, and Tricep.

The nature of change. I dislike the (mostly) gradual nature of change when it comes to the human biological condition. I didn’t enjoy the slow crawl into menstruation, nor the year of sore breast buds back in the day. And I considered those ten months of pregnancy borderline assault, especially the last few weeks. I might have felt differently if there’d been less illness. I’m … Continue reading Managing Menopause: Skin, Body, Mind, and Tricep.

Survival necessities – an off-the-cuff joint.

The things we need to carry with us are the things we deem necessary for our survival, though what that might be depends on our location and circumstances. And yet, much that we label as “needed” is anything but. Things like morning coffee, microwave popcorn, and Doc Martens are niceties, not imperatives. It’s not surprising that we struggle with determining what is necessary – much … Continue reading Survival necessities – an off-the-cuff joint.

The Art of Mindful Eating: MovingTowards a Sustainable Recovery

Why is eating so hard? Once upon a time, we ate according to hunger. We felt hungry, we communicated that fact, and our needs were met. I have no memory of that time, and it’s likely you don’t either – the training to ignore our biological cues starts young. Learning to control and redirect our biology is a good thing when it comes to toilet … Continue reading The Art of Mindful Eating: MovingTowards a Sustainable Recovery

I’m fond of external scaffolding, it helps keep me organized – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’m a comparative individual. I compare myself with others constantly. Both my mother and grandmother were judgmental people, commenting on others across nearly all metrics, on everything from appearance to behaviour to employment to belief systems. And although my mother did it to a lesser degree and with more grace than my grandmother, hearing others being judged and fond wanting on a regular basis takes … Continue reading I’m fond of external scaffolding, it helps keep me organized – an off-the-cuff joint.