Those who will not slip beneath the still surface on the well of grief turning down though its black water to the place we cannot breathe will never know the source from which we drink the secret water cold and clear nor find in the darkness glimmering the...
“Everyone,” I say to my eager prenatal clients, holding out my hands in front of me as if they contained precious jewels, “has a basket,” (they are waiting for me to drop some kind of wisdom-bomb on them) “of fucks.”...
It starts in my fingertips an energy that shoots up into my forearms, retracting muscles and drawing my fingers up into fists it flies up to my shoulders and they jerk up toward my earlobes as if magnetized; the effort leaves me trembling. The...
The first stage of transition (to a new job, to a new home, to better health, to motherhood, to a new way of being, to a new life) is Loss. Letting go. Leaving behind. I, perhaps like you, was a little shocked when I read this in William Bridges’ famous book on...
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