Each week I try to share some thoughts from what is coming up in my life so we can share in this experience together. I've made an archive here, so whenever the mood strikes, you can flip through and hopefully find some inspiration.
Old habits don’t die. They don’t disappear or get eradicated from our lives. They simply get tucked away—placed in the back of the closet, maybe in a dark, dusty corner. But they’re still there. And every now and then… we pull them back out. Some of these habits are small and familiar. Like reaching for the chocolate at 3:00 in the afternoon, or forgetting to drink water all day, or opening your inbox and letting 200 emails take over your entire nervous system. We know these
There is a difference between knowing something and knowing it in your bones. One is knowledge. It’s something you’ve been taught, something you’ve read, or something you can repeat back with confidence. It lives mostly in the mind and often comes with explanation and logic. The other is something entirely different. It’s lived. It’s felt. It’s embodied in a way that doesn’t require proof or validation. When you know something in your bones, there is no debate and no second-g
The other morning, I was awakened by a murder of ravens —yes, that’s actually what a group of ravens is called. And that name seemed appropriate in the moment. There were 20… maybe 30 of them, shrieking and swooping through our front yard, their energy loud and chaotic enough to pull me out of sleep. As I looked closer, my husband and I realized what was happening. They were circling a large owl perched high in one of our pine trees. My heart sank. I love owls. There is somet