Everyone’s talking about their election hangovers but I think there’s more going on. This week clients and friends are telling me that they’re out of sorts. Tired. A bit overwhelmed. Depleted. Drained. I’ve experienced my own version of it too. And whenever I’ve wondered aloud if maybe what we all need is time to detox, … Continue reading
Your Tears: No Apology Necessary
Sometimes when I’m with a client she’ll begin to cry and then say something like this: I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to do this. I feel like I dumped all over you. I don’t know what’s come over me. I don’t usually act like this. Of course, crying isn’t the only way my clients express … Continue reading
to tweet or not to tweet
Hey…have you heard? I’m on Twitter. First things first: you can follow me here. Please do. For sure I’ll follow you back. Even though I’m new to Twitter, I’ve actually been on the fence for years, hesitating about jumping in. Mostly that’s because I thrive on juicy face-to-face conversations and I also struggle with the … Continue reading
November in the garden and Art Every Day Month
November in my Northern California garden often means digging in the dirt. Autumn is the very best time for perennials, shrubs and trees to take hold in the still-warm soil. The baby plants extend their roots deep underground, settling in for the cooler weather to come. And later, when spring rolls around, there’s a huge … Continue reading
savoring the last of things
I snapped this photo a few weeks ago: the last local peaches of the season. Beautiful, round, sweet and especially juicy, probably because of September’s unseasonably warm weather. And I was determined to savor them. I feasted on one peach leaning over the sink. Half of another in a smoothie. The last one cut up … Continue reading
remembering when we were enough
Lately I’ve been thinking about enoughness, and the nature of it. Here’s what’s rising to the top for me: when a group of women come together and begin to let down their defenses and trust one another, their collective journey becomes a collective quest for enoughness. And the paradox is that the quest is as … Continue reading
I believe
Baseball is on my mind today. I’m not sure why. Maybe because the Giants won the National League West title this week. (Update: THE GIANTS WON THE WORLD SERIES!) And for some reason I’m calling back that old baseball movie – Bull Durham – and the “I believe” soliloquies that Susan Sarandon and Kevin Costner … Continue reading
this day only
She loved to lose track of days dropping them like rose petals or sending them off into the sea. Bottles with messages bound to be retrieved by someone else: Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday (nowhere in sight for her). * * * Her days folded into one another without headings or proclamations. No: … Continue reading
My first guest post
“The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always.” -John Steinbeck. I don’t know why it’s taken me so many years to write a guest post. Maybe I just needed a confluence of events to come together to make it happen. And they sure did. Here’s how… Shortly … Continue reading
wild woman calling
You may not know it yet, but you want to wail at the top of your lungs. You want to stand on the heath barely dressed and invite the storm like mad King Lear. You want to feel the battering winds tears streaming mascara running. Not giving a damn. There are waves, too, crashing below. … Continue reading