There’s that saying, “if walls could talk,” that presumably says they’d share with us all they’ve seen and heard. In my case, it’s “if the trees and pavement” at Kiroli park could talk. Cause man, those woods have seen it all from me. I’ve taken to those trails during every major and minor life change of mine. I’ve stomped it out through a flooded house, divorce, heartache, money problems, moving unexpectedly, and health scares. I’ve paced those paths on good days and bad and if those trees could talk…

It’s a new season today. While the weather and the view out my big picture window doesn’t really say it’s fall, the calendar does.

Personally, I can’t imagine a more perfect transition into a new season than what I’ve experienced today. I started my morning under a cozy blanket on the couch, sipping a cup of hot coffee and reading a good meditation from an old book that I just recently pulled back down from the shelf.

So much has happened over the last 2-2.5 years. I lost my home and belongings to a flood. I lived in that uncertainty and rebuilt. I went through a divorce and lost that home again. I moved twice. I experienced the tragic death of a cousin and then the same for one of my closest mentors immediately after. My best friend/new boyfriend died in my lap. And then came back to life. And then we broke up and got back together. And then I had $15,000 taken from me and was homeless for a week and a half.  Continue reading →

I’m back in therapy. One of the things we’ve talked about recently is the unrealistic and unreasonable expectations I have of myself. We’ve discussed my fear of being “found out” when people around me realize I’m not all that great. I give myself no grace and no freedom to make mistakes or come up short.

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