In about a month, I will be having a vertical sleeve gastrectomy - commonly known as the "gastric sleeve" bariatric surgery. This name is not because a "sleeve" is added, but because a "sleeve" is all that's left of what was once a stomach pouch. In about a week, I will be starting the surgery … Continue reading Why I’m Getting Weight Loss Surgery – And Why I’m Talking About It.
Just an update on the anthology that came out this month, and what's next.
I really got fired up by the Quest's MAKE week prompts. I walked away with five major projects that I wanted to achieve in 2019, and all their milestones. FIVE PROJECTS. I've inked the goalposts into my 2019 planner. I had this list all prepared to share, and then I remembered my 2018 lesson learned: that … Continue reading Cut Every To Do List in Half
The title of today's post is a quote from Oprah Winfrey's introduction to the reprint of I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, and is a quote of something Maya Angelou had said to her more than once. I got to hear Oprah give the commencement address at Agnes Scott college a few years ago, when … Continue reading “When you learn, teach. When you get, give.”
TL;DR - What if I commit to trying out poetry every day? Either reading it, or writing it, as the day and my energy allows. Seeking it or finding it. Playing hide and go seek with it. Dancing with poems. Maybe experiencing aesthetic arrest. Maybe creating it.
Wonder and Creativity, beauty and purpose did not come from DOING or BEING. It didn't come from my physical body. It came from my SELF. From the acts of observation and patience and understanding.
This morning starts the Quest for 2019, and I'm already whirling with ideas to get started. (It's not too late to join, by the way!) I'm sitting with the prompt - envisioning my best self looking back upon a best year for 2019, and I recall that I did this a year ago. I even … Continue reading Envisioning my #BestYear as #WeQuest
December is always when I do that stuff the best. I can hunker down and really make sure I'm still pointed toward my own true north star, and not drifting around somewhere in someone else's expectations. That's what the Quest is for.
I know I need to write about this in order to absorb it more completely. That until I try to wrap words around these events, I won't know what I think about them. So, I'm coming to this blank screen, and this empty desk to write. I don't know where it will end up. Or … Continue reading I don’t know where to begin
My ankles are unreliable. When my rheumatologist presses the weird puffy bubbles of swelling at my joints, he says things like "this is rich with synovial fluid". That WD40 of the joints is supposed to be IN THE JOINTS not poufing out my fingers and feet. The lack of bio-lubricant sometimes makes for painful situations. … Continue reading From Hiking Poles to Wizard Staffs