What I’ve been thinking about lately
Ten practices for the liminal space
Listen to me read the post: We’re now a couple of months into The Great Pause. We’ve baked all the bread, learned to cut our own hair, logged too many hours on Zoom, built elaborate islands on Animal Crossing, adapted to the new protocol at the grocery store,...
read moreThere are so many things we don’t know
We just DON’T KNOW, do we? Two months into this impossibly complex liminal space and there is just so much we DON’T KNOW. And we JUST WANT SOMEONE TO KNOW! Surely there is SOMEONE who can give us some answers, who can offer some assurances or at least a roadmap or...
read moreThere are no words for this
Listen to me read this... I am a meaning maker. A word warrior. A truth teller. To me, the written word is like a flashlight, illuminating the darkness just enough so that I can see the next place my foot should land on the path. When I read other people’s...
read moreHolding space for yourself in a time of social isolation and liminal space
Listen to me read this post: The world is settling into an eery quiet in this new age of coronavirus. It’s hard to believe that a thing so small - a virus that is invisible to the human eye - could cause the most significant global disruption any of us has ever...
read moreThe liminal space of COVID-19
So here we are... in this unusual liminal space between "the world before COVID-19" and "the world after COVID-19". I gathered some of my thoughts around what it means to go through the liminal space, and how we need to seek out the wayfinders and imaginal cells in...
read moreThe Girl in the Painted Dress: An allegory for those who want to be free
After I wrote The Girl in the Velcro Dress, a number of people said they wanted to know how the girl reclaimed herself. This is that story. You may wish to read the other post first. Listen to me read The Girl in the Painted Dress: Once there was a girl in a...
read moreCaregiver Overwhelm: A story for those who tend and befriend
Listen to me reading the post: A couple of days ago, I cried in the carwash. It seemed a fitting place for waterworks, and a little screaming, if necessary. I was on my way home with the groceries that were needed to cook supper for my family, but I wasn’t...
read moreThe Girl in the Velcro Dress: An allegory for those who carry too much
Listen to me read the post: Once there was a girl who wore a velcro dress. At an early age, before any other options became apparent to her, she’d stitched that dress together out of all of the bits that had been passed down to her by her mother and...
read moreWhat I want my daughters to know
Listen: My youngest daughter is on the cusp of graduating from high school. Her oldest sister is on the cusp of graduating from her first university degree, and the middle one is only a year behind. There are moments when I hold my breath, knowing these days in...
read moreLoving someone into Realness (what the Velveteen Rabbit teaches about holding space)
Listen to me read the post: “Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers off, and the pink lining to his ears turned grey, and his brown spots faded. He even...
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