Raising Yourself

Raising Yourself

I was raised in and torn between two conflicting, bipolar worlds. There was the world I longed for and lived in on weekends – my mother’s world, which was the fanatical, puritanical cult of the Moonies – and the world I was forced to live in during the week – my...
What are the 20 best books ever?

What are the 20 best books ever?

That’s a hard question and one I thought I was supposed to answer. So I pondered it deeply. Part of being a writer is being a reader, and a rewarding part of being a reader is connecting with other readers. I’ve been meaning to get involved with Goodreads, to connect...
Let your head go

Let your head go

That’s what the yoga instructor said. “Let your head go.” I’m pretty sure she was talking about physically releasing the muscles in our necks, thinking about relaxing and not holding our heads up, as we eased into humble warrior pose. Needless to say, I heard a bunch...
I’m not really a writer

I’m not really a writer

I ran in college. As exercise. Well, really as anorexic over-exercise. I never liked it. I hated it in fact. Over the years I would try running now and again and realize I still hated it. Really hated it. I swore I would never run. Then my older child started running,...
Let go and let god

Let go and let god

There really isn’t much more to say after that. I learned “let go and let god” years ago, when I first crawled into Al-Anon. It was one of the many sayings and practices that saved my soul and helped me begin to piece my life back together. It’s at least as essential...