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Until You’re You Again

Until You’re You Again

“Keep taking time for yourself until you're you again.” Lalah Delia For a long time after my Bear died last year, I didn't think I'd ever be me again. The day he died, I went into shock. The following days, weeks, and months are a blur to me now, a hazy memory of...

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Glimmer Gathering

Glimmer Gathering

Shortly after Bear died I found an article that said the opposite of a trigger is a glimmer. Whereas triggers set in motion trauma responses such as fear, pain, anxiety, and panic, glimmers prompt feelings of wonder, connectedness, peace, and joy. The article went on...

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Tending

Tending

I haven't been here for a long time. My beloved Bear died suddenly in October after a brief and brutal battle with cancer. My world collapsed that day, and I needed to pull my borders in close and care for my grief-stricken self. I read once that grief cannot be...

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Back from the Brink

Back from the Brink

I love the quiet darkness of winter mornings before the rising sun turns the frosted fields into shimmering gold laced with mist. I wrap cold fingers around my coffee mug and close my eyes, listening to the steady ticking of the cuckoo clock, the rhythmic thumping of...

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I Belong To Me

I Belong To Me

I spent the first 36 years of my life in a culture that regarded females as belonging to someone else from cradle to grave. From the time a girl was born, she belonged to her father. He decided what she wore, how she behaved, and who she spent time with. He dictated...

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Dear Old Autumn

Dear Old Autumn

"Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons." J. Bishop The sun is down and the temperature is dropping quickly so I've tucked a blanket around my legs to keep me warm as I write. It's quiet on the farm tonight. The rain has stopped, the wind...

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Time to Breathe

Time to Breathe

It's dark and quiet this morning, a cold autumn wind whistling through the trees and making me thankful for afghans and blankets and a second cup of hot coffee. The last few months have been intense, a hurtling sort of time when you just need to hang on for dear life...

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A Few Small Choices

A Few Small Choices

I'm sitting in my office with one dog snoozing beside me and another stretching luxuriously on the veranda before she goes back to snoozing. I just finished the breakfast Bear made for me, my client work is done for the day, and now I get to sit a bit and watch the...

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Embracing Deconstruction

Embracing Deconstruction

I love deconstructing. Really, really love it. I love deconstructing recipes and furniture, appliances and books, politics and faith, working my way back to see all the components, figuring out how they work together, and seeing if there's a better way. I think...

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