In the many years that my big kids were young, but no longer small, and I was still pining for a third, I would gaze lustfully at the babies and toddlers of other mothers. I wanted to be covered in babies, smothered, weighed down, and devoured by the
Yesterday I wrapped up a 12 days stretch just me and Freddy. It's notable in that it's the first time in my life I've been solo with only one kiddo. Which is far different from the long stretches of time I was on my own with two kidlets when maple an
If you love the play of practice, then this workshop is for you. If you love to stand on your hands, this workshop is also for you. And if you cannot imagine how you might ever possibly begin to even consider standing on your hands, then this worksho
First shearing day. Lots of room for improvement, all on my end. So much neurosis on display for me. Documented in an essay, of course. Thank goodness for the good community of shepherds and shearers in Vermont. I'd have no hope without you. a glim
a little bit from the space between #lifeofpractice #equinox #family #longtime
Retreat / Reconnect / Remember / Renew / Reinspire Everything about this week in Costa Rica is a treat. The yoga, the ocean, the jungle, the food, the peace, the people. There's so many reasons we keep going back year after year. Come find out for y
September so far and a new essay read it here >> https://cryingseason.substack.com/p/so-many-broken-popsicle-sticks?r=o0zym&utm_medium=ios&shareImageVariant=title
wrote about it. not all but some. TBC. my heart's parts. >> https://cryingseason.substack.com/p/hey-stranger?r=o0zym&utm_medium=ios #cryingseason #writing #lifeofpractice
for now we are three