1. What if judging myself (and the ensuing shame spiral) is just another habit that is not currently serving me? Could I approach my...

Expressing ourselves through words or images or movement is not about “talent” or being “good enough” to be a professional

Part 2: Without No, there can be no Yes.

I propose we spend a few minutes every day taking some time to PAUSE. Taking some time to reorganize ourselves.

I thanked the word NO, for giving me this much-needed solitude.

Asking the right questions might be most life-affirming favor we can do for someone. Or for ourselves.

My ability to manage the HOW I do things is the difference between feeling steamrolled by my life and feeling like I can (just) manage it.

Changing my position, giving myself, quite literally, a different perspective, tends to rattle something free in my brain.

Saying NO to the million tiny habits of body and mind that contribute to feeling diminished, to feeling like I can’t go on.

I kept catching myself lifting my shoulders, hunching toward my paper and holding my breath. Old habits die hard.

Sometimes the most “productive” thing to do is nothing. Productive of renewed energy, refreshed thinking, rediscovered enthusiasm.

Hunching over or puffing up are not benign, but are instead powerful information about what is happening inside our children (and ourselves)

We all wish for change to be a relatively fast, easy and painless process, but real change is slower and slipperier.

Imagine you are a candle. Your head floats up with ease like the flame. Your feet melt into the ground like wax.

What big decision did I ever make without walking? What inspiration ever came to me indoors?

When I stop and really STAY in this moment, I realize the effort I was making to try to be in two places at once.

It's not just learning to stop tensing my shoulders. It's about eschewing a straightforward, well-defined parenting path to stumble down a

I am Inhibiting the habit of uselessly stressing myself out over everything else. Because there will be a season for those things too.

You know it’s a bad sign when you can’t remember how to turn off your computer. Evidence of the epic need for my newest undertaking: day OFF