This morning I’m putting off writing. I’m doing everything possible except sitting down to write. I’m not doing it on purpose, I don’t think. Writing’s at the top of my list of things to do. Want to do. Need? Those questions are just the tip of the iceberg. Or are they the deepfreeze core? I’ll … Continue reading Showing up for myself
meditation
Breathing my mother, breathing myself
Since my accident, I’ve been practising self-care. I take time. I allow for rest. I try to just be. But when my mother goes by ambulance to the hospital, time goes berserk. Will mom make it through surgery? Will she get out of the ICU? I’ve learned to breathe, and I find myself breathing my … Continue reading Breathing my mother, breathing myself
Postcards from my brain 