A bug’s life

Yesterday the ladybug made its way downstairs. It was flitting about the light by my side of the sofa. The extra movement like a conversation. I wished I could decipher what it was trying to say to me, but I couldn’t read the pattern. These past months I’ve grown out of practice in the fine… Continue reading A bug’s life

What is soft bends rather than breaks

stormy sea with splashes and waves

My natural state is to push, to power through, to stubbornly stand my ground. (Hello, I’m a Taurus bull.) As a society, we’ve tended to reward this earth-bound quality recommending that you "dig in your heels", "put your foot down", and "hold firm". The ideas of endurance and gritting through are idealized. Still, I’ve made… Continue reading What is soft bends rather than breaks