Dear Breather, This is easier than you think.

It was the first big family gathering for my husband and I in more than 2 years, and I escaped into a quiet hallway to breathe. For a highly sensitive introvert, these breaks from social energy is necessary. It gives me the quiet I need to relax and get back in there. To me, beingContinue reading “Dear Breather, This is easier than you think.”

Excuse me, is this kale on my pizza?

I didn’t actually ask the waiter that, because I knew there were would be kale on my pizza.  I ordered it anyway.  So, as I munch a slice of vegan kale mushroom pizza— which tastes better than it sounds, at least it isn’t gluten free—I ponder the strange relationship I have with this tenacious vegetable. Continue reading “Excuse me, is this kale on my pizza?”

Coach Lasso and Buddhist Pema Chodron Agree: Be a Goldfish.

In one of the first episodes of Ted Lasso, Coach Lasso takes aside a despondent player —who just missed a great shot—and says, “Do you know what the happiest animal is?”  The player looks perplexed, “No.”  Coach says, “The goldfish. Wanna know why?” The player stares at him. Coach smiles, “Cuz goldfish have a tenContinue reading “Coach Lasso and Buddhist Pema Chodron Agree: Be a Goldfish.”

A Space of Maybe: Lifting the chokehold of ‘othering’.

We talk now of the word other as a verb; othering–used to define treating people as different or inferior based on personal opinion, belief, or culture.  It is that judgey social media voice that you find everywhere; from cooking blogs to twitter feeds; keeping the narrative all about who is  right and who is wrong, what isContinue reading “A Space of Maybe: Lifting the chokehold of ‘othering’.”

Falling in Love with my Blind Barracuda Mind

Fun facts for the day: Barracudas swim up to 36 mph, weigh up to 100 pounds, have incredible vision, and use their face full of sharp chompers to consume hundreds, nay, thousands of unsuspecting, sparkly fishies. These fierce predators hunt  along the coastline, in tropical waters, where chubby, glittery, vampire-skinned tourists swim lazily along.   Did I justContinue reading “Falling in Love with my Blind Barracuda Mind”