It’s been a bit quiet around here lately. It’s not that I have run out of things to say — more than that the nights are filled with too much stuff, and if I push too much to get it all finished, I find myself slipping into a kind of edge state that isn’t healthy…
Category: writing
The wandering mind
I’ve marked the birth of each of my children with extended visits with a psychologist. There’s nothing surprising about this — each birth is a process of transformation, both for the mother and child, and for me, these particular journeys have been fraught with the realisation that I have work to do before I can…
Habit forming
It’s late and I did all the things I wanted to today — my first day of freedom. It was glorious. And also not that exciting in the grand scheme of things, so I’ll spare you the details. Instead, I’ll note that I created this blog to help me build a habit of writing regularly,…
Doing the work
I’ve been avoiding the work. It’s always too late, too busy, too <insert excuse of the moment here>. And yes, life is too full and I say yes to too much and I have two adorable tiny kids who need me a lot right now, but I think all of that is an excuse, really….