I’ve been thinking about my “who’s driving the bus” life analogy. It’s been on my mind because my bus is missing. That’s not symbolism, it’s a literal thing. The bus has left the building, or at least my office. The bus analogy is basically this: our lives are a bus ride. Life is better if we’re driving the bus and in charge of our lives. … Continue reading Making better fashion choices.
I have a potluck lunch today at noon and I’m so anxious about the whole thing I’m having trouble breathing. Shallow breathing and anxious feelings are stepping stones on the path to panic attacks, so this is not a good thing… Continue reading Still struggling with “bad” food.
Are you okay but the question comes at you
from a distance,
time-lagged
down a tunnel in a language you remember you used to know…
Continue reading Are you okay? (poem)
I’ve been having trouble meditating of late. I have a serious case of monkey brain and can’t seem to stop following trains of thought. The state of the world. Climate change. Politics. My kids. My parents. The oft-annoying cat. My depression. My self-harm. Last week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. Did I remember to add bleach to the grocery list? My thoughts bounce like balls in my head… Continue reading Unclench your hands.
From Famine to Feast 