Faking

Sometimes I catch myself faking it. Our culture makes this popular through sayings like, Fake it ’til you make it. Then, it penalizes us for being inauthentic. Inauthenticity is one of many scarlet letters we talk a lot about but poorly understand. I suspect we poorly understand it, because I see how we have weaponized … Continue reading Faking

Presumed

As eager craftsmen, we steep ourselves in knowledge and practice our way to mastery. It’s bumpy. At some point we reach a place of understanding, as much as we are able to. If we are lucky, we find our way to effortless integration. Caution. There is what we know, and there is what we presume … Continue reading Presumed

Effervescence

I don’t care if you use grammar properly or if you spell every word correctly. I do my best and I make these same mistakes. I don’t care what you drop onto your plate. How tiring to police the food of others. Please don’t judge yourself against me, and I promise to do the same. … Continue reading Effervescence

There’s a Point

My left trapezius appears to be made of driftwood today. The pain is remarkable, and it’s up into my neck and down into my back. My self care has been interrupted by grief again, that process by which obscene, crushing sadness is simmered and nurtured into something useful. I think. We’re a family in vigil … Continue reading There’s a Point

Murky

Today does not feel good. I’m happier than I’ve been in my life. These days still happen, because they are normal. Nothing is wrong, though there are many of life’s nuisances begging for me to react to them. We are trained to think something is wrong if we’re sitting in the midst of life’s unpleasantries, … Continue reading Murky