In my journey as a student-practitioner with Whole Heart, I’ve been thinking, reading & talking about courage a lot lately – and not the kind that would prompt our favorite timid Panthera Leo to mend his ways along that yellow brick road. Rather, I am speaking about those ordinary and everyday choices which form the…
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A poem by Melissa St. Clair: State of Maryland, Dorchester County On her head was a bounty Be Free or Die Across the miles, she did fly Following the drinking gourd in the sky A small summary: I share on the behalf of my friend and colleague Melissa St. Clair. Melissa and I recently went…
NOW PRESENTING THE BRAVE LITTLE BLOG
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I am changing things up around here and gettin’ focused and brave with this blog. Before now this blog was a hodge-podge of different subjects and ideas that I had in my head. It was previously called Another.Blog. – that’s how scattered it was. Now I’m refocusing and rebranding this space and I’m super excited…
When I got ready to move back to Vermont after finishing grad school, I knew the one thing I would miss would be the metro park down the street from my apartment. It had become an old and trusted friend, another home, a place to center myself and be. Something about my solitude and comfort…
Fast forward to my early twenties and I found myself in the safety of the trees once more, finding a path to hope in the wake of my sexual assault. I was in grad school, living for the first time on my own and still a long way from home. It was a year and…
“Just write some words, you’ll feel better,” said no normal person ever. A writer, however, says this. Specifically, I’m saying this to myself right now. I’m alone tonight. My son is with his dad. It’s just me and the cat. I have no reason to not write. At least no good reason. So even though I’m…
On the occasion that I have twentyish minutes in the car on my own and that I want to make those twentyish minutes productive – and by productive, I mean, not let my mind wander all over the spaghetti-noodle-looking map of my mind. Sometimes I tune into a podcast called Helping Writers Become Authors with K.M.…
Lying down on the cool grass, looking at the clouds I realized that the Universe isn’t always a dick. Sometimes the Universe grants blessings. I know I’ve said the Universe is a dick on more than one occasion but that is a lie. Mostly. As is the first sentence of this post. I was not…
Like everyone, there are things that scare me. Some shit that downright terrifies me. We call that Fear and Fear is kind of a dickhead. He knows what he’s doing. Getting into your head and under your skin and hoping he’ll keep you from moving forward or chasing a dream or seizing an opportunity. Fear…