Regret can be your worst enemy or your best friend. You get to decide which. -- Martha Beck I live my life with the intention to always grow and evolve, but there have been many times I've failed. I am human, after all. I prefer not to dwell in the space of regret, but a few exceptions... Continue Reading →
Why Being Sick Reminds Me of Vampires
I'm cold and then I'm hot. There's pressure building up in my head like a shaken soda bottle before twisting off the cap. My throat is scratchy and sore. My body is having a temper tantrum, demanding my attention, but I don't like being sick. There's a language around being sick that subtly feels like... Continue Reading →
Does Your Emotional Baggage Fill a Suitcase?
I've spent the weekend unpacking and getting settled in my new home in Rhinebeck. For the past two weeks I've been living out of a couple suitcases, first at a friend's condo, then my mom's and finally sleeping on an air mattress in an empty cottage waiting for the arrival of my things. The first... Continue Reading →