Category: Be you
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I am not a robot.
There are days when I check off all the boxes. If you saw me in action you might say, “Get out of her way! She’s got a list!” On these days I am a Professional Mom/Wife/Writer/Organizer/Cleaner/Chef. There are days that I am a Professional Facebooker. There are days that if I could get paid to…
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What hope feels like
The pitch darkness makes her stumble. It doesn’t matter if her eyes are open or closed – the light is the same. She keeps to herself, keeps herself small so that she doesn’t end up with bumps and bruises. she shuffles imperceptibly. Her lack of confidence is because she is swaddled in uncertainty. Her movement,…
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Expectations: The Good and the Bad
Expectations. They are good and they are bad. They make me move and they paralyze me. They create structure and they undo me. They provide order and they inhibit spontaneity. I need them and I abhor them. Some are necessary because, well, I am an adult with responsibilities. The others? Here’s what I am thinking:…
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A daily invitation
Be who you are, right where you are. Sure. Just be me. Its so much harder then it seems it should be – or than people make it out to be. No one else can be me, true, but there is work required for me, to be me. I have to excavate out from under…
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Live Your Life: Take Up Your Space
I overheard your comments to your friend about the woman across the room. She, the woman you are judging, critiquing, debasing, wasn’t doing anything wrong. She said nothing wrong. She is just living her life, taking up her space and your insecurity got in the way. Oh, pardon me, I don’t mean to offend. Well,…
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Momentum begins at the edge.
Who you are. Who you want to be. Where you are Where you want to be. There’s some gaps here for me – and for you. It’s just not something we talk about…ever. See, each of us are a work-in-progress. There’s not one of us who has arrived and that fact should not make us…
