Where to begin? I feel...floopy. This is the word we use to describe how the dogs get when they're tired and flop down onto us because they want some hard-core lovin'. Except...without the existential panic that I've been feeling on my insides, I think. Can dogs have existential panics? I immediately want to think about… Continue reading Floopy – Existential Panic
Moved
This evening as I was driving home from the three-thousandth errand, I took my eyes off the road to look at the sky. I noticed in the grey blanket of cloud an open zipper of bright yellow. Like someone had sewn an opening in the sky, closed it with a zipper than opened the zipper… Continue reading Moved
Sew Songs
"Are you paralyzed with fear? That's a good sign. Fear is good. Like self-doubt, fear is an indicator. Fear tells us what we have to do. Remember one rule of thumb: the more scared we are of a work or calling, the more sure we can be that we have to do it." Steven Pressfield,… Continue reading Sew Songs