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Waking Up in the Middle of the Bed
It’s at night, after my daughter is tucked into bed, I turn down the lights to cuddle under a blanket, reach for the remote, and it hits: absence. I briefly acknowledge my empty sofa with a sigh. Usually, it’s just fine. Usually, I enjoy the time alone and choose...
Getting Back to Yourself
When chaos hits us straight on, it’s a reminder to take a look at what’s brewing within. To see what’s shaking up inside our hearts and our minds. Usually it means change is upon us, that we’re transitioning, there are lessons to be learned, and slowing down is...
Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark
Imagination is the seed of dreams. Allowing yourself to imagine can feel vulnerable, dangerous, risky. You put your desires out there and hope that when you blow, seeds will spread for the good of your heart, dreams will come true, and grow to protect you, keep...
What Seven Year Olds Can Teach Us about Romance
“Mom, you know how you told me some boys at school might act a little mean, but really, they likeyou? Well, I guess you’re right,” my daughter said after school yesterday, as she buckled her seat belt. Eying her from the rear-view mirror, I asked what happened. ...
Connecting the Head + Heart isn’t for the Weak
Connecting the head and the heart isn't for sissies. It’s tough work. For years I counselled women making difficult life choices. Sometimes, those choices were met with ambivalence because their head pulled them in one direction while their heart tugged hard another...
Big Girl Love
There is a crazy amount of ridiculousness online about dating big girls, loving big girls, how to talk to big girls, how you better stay away from big girls, how guys only like big girls in secret … you get the point. I’ve read that an advantage of being with a...
Say Thank You
Hi. My name is Becky and I sometimes don’t believe or accept that I’m worthy of positive things. Maybe you struggle with this, too. See, if you express to me I’m beautiful, smart, funny … you’ll get a “it’s very kind of you to say that.” Describe me as a...
The Business of Letting Go
This business of letting go isn’t always easy. Sometimes it takes on its own form, as though the thing which you need to let go is on one end of a string pulling at your chest, a tug of war, a sense of trying to reign in what needs to just … be. On...
To My Ex-Husband: A Thank You Letter
Dear You, We met 12 years ago today in that little coffee shop next to the ferry. I saw you through the large window, sitting calmly in your independence, your head gently bent over a book on global issues. Your big ideas, your worldly view and experiences, your...
When You Move Back Home
The beginning is usually exciting, but uncomfortable, as you navigate your way through the new environment. Eventually, you settle in, make friends, find your niche, know which places to get coffee, adjust to the weather. Moving back home is different. The...
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