Being a woman is a pendulum between loving and despising self. We are taught to do both. Over the course of my life I can think of times I’ve felt beautiful, felt smart, felt worthy, felt wonderful. Other times I’ve used my self-perception as a means to punish myself for existing.
Tag: change
Say Something
In case you are living under a rock (and probably not a volcanic one) Madame Pele is spilling herself out into the world. A small corner of…… Read more “Say Something”
Lava and Water
We sat there for hours. Lava rock and water. Probably two hour, which is a lot for a child’s attention span, in silence, watching the puddles in the rock turn into tiny worlds right before our eyes.
The Birthday Blog
Yesterday was by birthday. The eternal reminder of change. The promise that you are getting older and your life is moving along as it should.
On Being Stuck
I’m learning to be stuck. To simply live in whatever place I’ve found myself; where fate or my own missteps have placed me. We all get stuck: in…… Read more “On Being Stuck”
