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I can’t sit still and I can’t stand up. I can’t go back and I can’t move forward. I can’t hold on and I can’t let go. I can’t speed up and I can’t slow down. Held still and tight yet spinning in place. The past is gone and the future is unknown. As above, so below. As within, so without. Where up is down, and wrong is right. The only truth ever told was a lie.

When giving a gift, does a lack of thought get more credit than it deserves? When a gift falls flat we are told that it was the thought that counts, giving the impression that the ‘thought’ refers to the mere giving of a gift, not the thought that goes into the choice of gift to be given. It’s often used to diminish embarrassment or disgust in the amount of money spent on a gift, reminding the disappointed recipient that a cheap gift is better than no gift at all, and a curso

Compassion is defined as a deep feeling of sadness or care for someone who is suffering, paired with a strong desire and drive to help them. I offer compassion to everyone; compassion is my greatest weapon. Compassion is not generally considered a weapon. It is revered as benevolence, kindness, and a marker of humanity. The well-known idiom, ‘to kill with kindness,’ hints at awareness of another perspective. Sometimes an overly sweet response is enough to soften an attack, bu

There are three distinct phases in a woman’s life, biologically speaking. There is childhood, when a girl is young and energetic, inquisitive and fanciful. The hormones of adolescence have yet to haze her and the future before her is bright. Then the onslaught of puberty transitions her into womanhood with anxiety, doubt, and the all-encompassing first crush that shapes her journey towards motherhood, should she follow that traditional path. Maturity comes with increased free

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but three lefts do! A proverb Mom said often when we were kids, adding some logical humor to soften the exposed tu quoque logical fallacy of deflection in the face of accusation. An inadvertent reminder that when a mistake is made, you can always get back to the right path eventually, but actively choosing to make additional mistakes will make things worse. No one is perfect; we all make mistakes. And although difficult, we can overcome them and

Building the Backstory Where does one begin the retelling of a lifetime..? Well, my life isn’t over, so it’s not yet a full lifetime, but 43 years certainly feels like a lifetime has already been lived. The age-old advice of starting at the beginning doesn’t feel quite right here, as I’ve been reborn so many times, the beginning is hard to pinpoint. Plus, memories don’t generally solidify until between the ages of 5 and 7, so the first beginning isn’t saved in my mind, but I

It took a while for Santa to send a Scout Elf to my house. I am a self-proclaimed Scrooge, reticent to celebrate a Holiday for the wrong reasons, resentful of the commercialism of such a sacred time. But last year, Santa sent Clyde Someday to my house, a friend to my daughter and a kindle to ignite the flame of this season in my heart. Esmé had Sparkles show up at her dad's house for a couple years already. Sparkles has the same brown hair and blue eyes, so there was an immed