No One’s Coming for You

About two years ago, I was teaching yoga at 5:45 am.  I'm not what people would consider "a morning person." I don't naturally get up that early or particularly like it.  But at the time, it seemed like a good idea.  I felt about teaching early morning the way professional dog poop picker-uppers feel about … Continue reading No One’s Coming for You

Return to Form

I've missed you. I've missed writing. I didn't think I had anything to write about.  I did. I was wondering if people even read anymore.  I wasn't reading anymore. I took all my opinions over to Instagram.  I like videos, but they aren't the same as writing.  They don't feel as therapeutic as taking my … Continue reading Return to Form

We Croak Day 5: The Adult in the Room

After all the ups and downs yesterday, it was hard to sleep last night.  I was exhausted, but also simultaneously super wound up.  I tossed and turned all night. I've been writing this month kind of inspired by contemplating death, and yesterday my autonomic nervous system (the thing that's supposed to keep us alive) was … Continue reading We Croak Day 5: The Adult in the Room

WeCroak Day 4: Emotional Rollercoaster

This post is part of a series inspired by the death contemplation app:  WeCroak.  These events happened a few days ago.   At 9 pm last night we were told that the seller received five offers and had not accepted any yet, but would let us know by 5 pm today.  We were encouraged to put … Continue reading WeCroak Day 4: Emotional Rollercoaster