Being a Bleeding Heart
When people say someone is a bleeding heart, it is often meant derisively - that the person is a soft touch, easily swayed by feelings, manipulated by cute...
Knowing When to Leave
It has been a while since I have had the brain space to write - disability does that sometimes, but I said I was going to embrace the mess when I started...
Leaning into the Season
Now that the weather has truly started to turn where I am, I am really feeling the late fall/early winter vibes. For me, the colder weather and crunching...
The Toxic Myth of Control as Reliability
Would you believe that I have written two posts for this newsletter but just haven't sent them? When I came back to this from my unintentional summer hiatus,...
Woops, that took awhile
So that was a bit of a gap between my posts - very much unplanned. Instead of sharing the post I had drafted, I wanted to talk about it because the gap has...
How I Arrived at my Current Note-taking Practice
Someone asked me this past weekend how I learned to take such good notes during meetings, and honestly the question has been bumping around my head ever...
Goals, Values, and Writing Myself into Being
I keep restarting this project - jotting notes from various perspectives but then never quite fleshing them out, wanting to write and yet never making time -...
Not Starting Over, Transforming - Starting in the Middle
I am not starting over, I am transforming. The blank page for writers, the empty canvas for painters - a thing both loathed and freeing. Nothing has been...