Sometimes…sometimes after making a decision to do something because you can not live another moment without making that decision, you crack. Your nervous system goes on the fritz when the reality of your audible words set in; you scramble to undo it, to bring everything back to the way it was. To the safe place … More The Aftermath
My little voice inside told me she would guide me. She was so loud and clear on what felt like my 99th dark night of the soul that there was no denying it. The impact was visceral and I reveled in the temporary reprieve it gave my nervous system. This reprieve allowed me to drop, … More Decisions, decisions, decisions…
I answered the call to Yellowstone and back. Back. That’s where I was in late 2020. Back home after the adventure of a lifetime trying to figure out what the hell it all meant. What was the purpose of that undeniable call just to be back in the same worn-out situation of my marriage? All … More The Muck and the Mire
I recently had a furniture repair man at the house. He asked me some questions and I told him that time wasn’t an issue because I wouldn’t be moving this piece until next year. He continued to ask me the same question and I said, “Like I said, I don’t need this for awhile.” He responded, … More I wasn’t really listening.
“I clung to anything different than the constant drone of my fears and a life of groundhog days.” “I CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS!” That’s me flat on my back screaming with my arms and legs flailing about like a dying cockroach somewhere in the Pyrenees Mountains of France, or maybe Spain. I’m not sure I … More Redefining Adventure: Running Away to Healing