Breathing into grace: Random thoughts on self-care

Lately, I’ve had a lot of conversations about self-care.  I’ve been trying – hard - to revolutionize my whole idea of what self-care feels like, what it looks like, and how I feel about it.  This is work, people.  Hard work. Popular media would have us believe self-care is about treating ourselves: shopping, long baths... Continue Reading →

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This is my zombie apocalypse

As I walk out of the department store dressing room, the poreless, skinless mannequins mock me with their necks. Their toothpick thighs and kneeless legs spring into cellulite-free life and kick, adding injury to insult as their handless arms block my path. This, I think, is my zombie apocalypse. I leap away, too late, as... Continue Reading →

Day 12(ish): On Anger

So remember when I promised I was going to write for 30 days, and then I got to day 11 and disappeared? I’m back. And I’ll write the other 19 days. I just can’t promise they’ll be consecutive. Oh well: my blog, my rules. Know what I did this weekend? I bought a punching bag.... Continue Reading →

Woman Body

Woman Body Woman body knows Spanx, push-up bras, and high-heeled shoes are designed to keep us small. Knows women used to faint on couches from corsets strangling breath. Woman body knows we have always survived on less: less oxygen, less stability, less money, less space, less rights, less of our own bodies. Woman body knows... Continue Reading →

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