Incomplete Pass

The other day someone complimented my hair. I was quick to respond, “Really? I haven’t washed it in a week. And have you seen my roots?!” Never once absorbing the incoming positivity that they were trying to offer me. Never allowing the giver of the compliment to truly experience the act of giving. And never…Read more »

Disconnected

The other day I was pumped about making a crock pot meal. Have you ever had a sweet potato from a crock pot? Life changing. The temperature had dropped on the first day of fall and I was ready for some warm food and a comfy sweatshirt. It was 69 degrees. That is winter weather…Read more »

I am loved.

“Be brave enough to take off the masks you wear out there and get to know who you are underneath. Be vulnerable enough to accept your flaws and know that they are what make you human; they are what make you real. Be confident enough to accept and cherish your strengths. Don’t minimize them or…Read more »

The Microorganism of Negativity

8/21/2020 I am the kind of person that can follow a thought and be off to the races. Even if it isn’t true. For example, I will not hear back from someone and within 30 seconds, my brain has taken me so far from reality. In my mind, they are mad at me for something.…Read more »

This too shall pass

THIS TOO… SHALL PASS… I was hiking pre-covid (I guess that is a thing to say now) and there was a bit of a marine layer hanging out. AKA a blanket of clouds from time to time will settle in over the ocean.  It always passes. But while it is here, it hovers over the…Read more »

Journal entry, 2015

  So, I wrote this in my morning pages journal 5 years ago and I thought I would share it.   The word vulnerability used to make me feel like I was suffocating. It sometimes still does. I am constantly reminding myself that I am safe. And that those in my life that love me…Read more »

Look mom! No hands!

I don’t know about you, but I came out of the womb seeking validation. I think my first words coming into this world were,  “Hey Doc! How did I do?”  I remember as a kid always craving approval from others. That doesn’t sound out of the ordinary.  I teach elementary kids and  everyday I feel…Read more »

Thank you 📝

I have been teaching now for 15 years in Los Angeles. 17 total if you count my two years at Tyson Chicken Elementary School in Springdale, Arkansas. Yes you read that right. Tyson Chicken Elementary. It was right across the street from the chicken farms. I taught for two years there while I was going…Read more »

“Look mom! No hands!” (First draft)

That’s me. With my very first bike. Proud as a lark. Already dreaming of my next bike. Without the training wheels. You know. Like the big kids had. So many of us are “addicted” to something these days.  I have a laundry list of items that I could stand to cut back on. One addiction…Read more »