I write this post because when I was single, I was always looking for sound advice from those who had figured it out, and I always felt let down in some way. Either the person giving the advice had a relationship that ultimately ended. Or their advice felt very unreachable and inaccessible. I also read and personally received lots of suggestions and performed almost every suggestion I ever received, all to no avail. Finally, after a certain point, I just stopped reading articles like this because I was so frustrated and depressed about my situation, that I actually felt worse hearing hopeful hints of advice from smug relationship-y people. If you are at that point, or if you are before or after that point, this article still might be for you. I will give you the hard (but loving) truth and I hope that in this truth, you will actually find the hope you need to keep moving forward, taking deliberate and necessary action to finally end the hell of cyclical singleness.Continue reading CALLING ALL SINGLE LADIES LOOKING FOR LOVE
I will be turning 41 in four days and have been reflecting back on the last year, noticing all of the changes and attempting to mentally compile a list of things I have learned. I feel like I’m coming up a bit short, but I am going to take an honest stab at this anyway.Continue reading WHAT I LEARNED DURING MY YEAR OF BEING 40
“I am in love with what we are, not what we should be.” -Ke$ha, Animal
I love Kesha in all her forms. I loved her when she was Ke$ha and I love her now that she’s Kesha. The first time I heard the song Animal, quoted above, these first lines of the song hit me really hard, and I remember thinking, “I wish I felt that way, but I don’t.” Continue reading THE RUG: A TEACHING TOOL FOR LOVE, ACCEPTANCE, AND LETTING GO
I’m frenemies with fear, and have been for my entire life.
Every part of this definition incisively describes my lifelong relationship with fear, with the exception of describing fear as a person. Also, I would replace the word “friendly” with “familiar,” but other than that, razor sharp accuracy. Although I suppose everyone feels this way about fear. And as much as I hate to admit it, the term “friendly” in some ways is in fact accurate, because I would not be a goddess without fear as my “friend”…I just threw up in my mouth a little, but it’s true. Continue reading MANAGE FEAR LIKE A GODDESS
I’m still meditating, folks. I’m in my third week now and it has not gotten any easier. If anything, it feels harder because the novelty has worn off. However, I wonder if there is something to this whole practice after all. Continue reading MIRACLES EMERGE FROM THE STILLNESS
I have just returned from an evening drive and feel exhilarated and open. Let me back up a bit. Continue reading DEATH AND MAGIC: LETTING GO OF THE OLD TO BRING IN THE NEW
Saturday, June 20, 2020 | 9:24-9:33am
I was certain that I meditated for a bit longer this morning, but it turns out I meditated for exactly nine minutes again, same as yesterday. Totally okay, good for me! The fact that I lovingly kicked my partner out of the bedroom (he was getting up anyway, so it’s okay) to meditate for a second day in a row, is something to be proud of. Continue reading MEDITATION: WEEK 1
I have attempted meditation many times in my adult life, and I have never quite taken to it. I think I’m pretty good at not beating myself up about “doing it wrong,” and I understand there are so many different ways to meditate. As long as the meditator attempts to achieve some kind of mental clarity during the meditation session, said meditator is on the right track. Continue reading THE GODDESS ATTAINABLE COMMITS TO MEDITATION
I took a trip to Las Vegas in January of 2019 with my bestie, Matt, to see Lady Gaga in concert, and to just enjoy time away from the East Coast.
I recently celebrated my 40th birthday (September 19th) and I thought it might be nice to compile a list of things I have learned thus far. Forty years is not immensely impressive, but it’s also not nothing. It’s four decades (holy crap) and includes childhood, puberty, and the terrible twenties (I was miserable in my twenties). Once I reached my thirties, things markedly leveled off. I can recall a moment (I was living in New York City, despairing, and searching for relief from the darkness I had been feeling for the extent of my entire life, reading Happiness by Matthieu Ricard) when I was hit with the thought that maybe there is hope after all and that my life isn’t going to continue to be a series of dramatic passageways through various versions of hell. I still don’t know if this realization came from the book or from the fact that I was finally through my twenties, but either way, that moment became a turning point for me. To know that life might be something more than just struggle upon struggle felt like such a relief and kept me motivated to continue on my path.