The process is not linear. The process will not be understood by your monkey mind (which undoubtedly will want to dictate the process and will fail miserably).
"Pain is a great teacher, but light is a greater one." - Magldala Ramirez, Ancient Wisdom of the Feminine podcast.
The man who gives you a back rub without your permission. The guy who stands a little too close to you on the bus, so close you can smell the alcohol on his breath. The boys who joked and the men who joked and so many jokes but you were never laughing. The jokes you didn't understand because you were too young to understand. The gut punch when you were old enough to finally get what they meant.
In hindsight I have so many questions for my former self. Why did you, former Sarah, take so long to start writing? Why didn't you start using anti-aging face cream sooner? And why oh why did you sit in that suffering place for so damn long?
With sweaty palms and joy, I'm excited to announce that I'm finally launching my etsy shop! You are the first to know--not because I am trying to sell you anything (and I truly am not, and I also promise not to use this blog to promote the shop beyond sharing today's news!)--but because this is as much yours to celebrate as mine.
I understand that part of this anger is about my own deep wounds. My own story of harm by a mad man--and the perceived betrayal of the otherwise sane people who knew better than to believe a madman and ultimately align with a mad man. This is also what I know about being wounded: there is no greater pain that not being seen. We don't expect a mad man to see or understand our pain. He's not capable of it. But the ones who we know are capable of empathy and love? We except better.
I have decided to take the high road with 2016. I'm done whining. Here is my attempt to make peace with the worst year ever.* 20.16 lessons and gifts from 2016 [amended: this is only parts 1-10 because my kid is mixing paints and that spells trouble.] A YEAR of this blog! Discovering the show… Continue reading A list of 20.16 gifts from the year 2016. No for real, I’m done bashing 2016. (For the moment.)
Solstice came! It occurred to me that while I am rejoicing the return of the light, others are like really Sarah?! This means winter has started. In Iowa that means the frigid below-zero temperature winds will make it undesirable to leave your home. Not that it matters because the nearest Starbucks is AN HOUR AWAY. (Oh,… Continue reading The Winds are Slowly Filling our Sails
I am sitting here in my favorite oversized sweater that smells a little bit like beagles, but maybe that makes me love it more. I wore this sweater while studying for exams in law school. I wore this sweater in the drafty farm house in Iowa as my belly grew larger and larger when pregnant… Continue reading Stitching it back together with love
Can I hug you all? Seriously, consider these words a virtual hug traveling from WordPress to your computer or smartphone or tablet or smartwatch or whatever device connects us. Because THANK YOUS are in order. I wrote a post yesterday about how crappy things have been lately and how crappy this YEAR has been. I… Continue reading Thank You for Sitting on My Bench