Dear Reader, I woke up today, July 4, conflicted. This year's celebration of independence is more difficult today than it was last year. I returned to last year's post and, indeed, it's worse. However, conventional thought and theory says I should hate this holiday at or more than the level of my rancor for Columbus … Continue reading It’s tougher this year than last
But the death of Macario Ramirez is a reminder that despite the fight, life continues and that we are, despite how we treat each other, human. And humans don't last forever.
Dear Reader, It's been a rough couple of weeks. The pandemic seems like child's play compared to the continuous killing of black men and women. The burden of that. The action of that. The broadcasting of that. All of it wears on me like a stone. Between that and other things I finally broke down … Continue reading Finding spots of joy
I am learning to live on purpose.I take time to sit and journal, no matter what time I wake up. I am intentional with my to do list and when it’s time to clock out, I clock out, opting for time with family, reading, watching something or even just sitting and staring into space.
I just noticed that I've been in some kind of quarantine since AWP, more than 25 days ago. That's almost a full month.
That explains why anxiety is working hard against me.
I've had a couple of bouts with shortness of breath. So much so I was worried.
Then, of course, it goes away. My body reacting to stress.
Everywhere you go and everywhere you turn, it's about COVID-19. And I don't know about you but if I wasn't on my anxiety meds, I'd be under a blanket right now.
Dear Reader, I've thought about what I'd write in this blog post for several days. I was hesitant to write it. I didn't want to come off as insincere and trendy. Heaven forbid that a blogger and podcaster do something trendy! I didn't want to be #thankful or #grateful. But I am. All those hashtags. … Continue reading What I am truly thankful for. You’d be surprised.
Today’s guest, Hugo Esteban Rodriguez, knows about pausing. This is a practice he uses every day not only as a writer but as a human with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder or ADHD.
Earlier this month, I was lamenting the ending of this amazing summer. But looking back at my Instagram feed, I'm changing my tune for a bit. I am not lamenting the end of this summer, I am celebrating that it happened and that I grew as a result.
Dear Reader, It always starts with the skin on my forearms. In Spanish, the phrase is se me enchina la piel. It is a warning that soon my breath would catch. And when it does I am eager but I don't know why. I can't keep a thought in my head because they are marbles racing in my brain. They … Continue reading Triggers
