Returning to My Roots

I have returned to my roots  — I am a full brunette again. Not exactly what I mean, but also, yes, my hair has been restored to a deep, rich shade of chocolate. And it feels like me, it strangely feels like home. For the last year or so I have dabbled in highlights and…

Torture Report: How Surrender Fits into Fitness

It would seem counterintuitive that waving the white flag of surrender would be a helpful step in getting the wellness and fitness that you desire. But alas it is one of the more important steps. Until we are able to stop with all the distractions that keep us from facing where we are unwell, we…

Living into Surrender & Life

Surrender is one of those words that I want to do battle with nearly every day. I embrace it, then I push it away. I find meaning in it, then I am confused again. I make peace with it, then I pick up my weapon to defend against it. Surrender and I go way back….

Moving into Surrender

It’s taken 8 months, several false starts and a year long blog schedule that’s been revamped more than once to land us here. And when I say, here, I don’t mean that we are Being Here in September, too (although of course in reality we are). I am saying that we are moving into Surrender….

What Do You Need?

Being Here in the age of Corona, election, madness, strife, stupidity, ignorance, great love and compassion is exhausting. It’s soul-fatiguing. We continue to fight. We continue to say the same things louder because we imagine there is some soul sitting in “the back” waiting for our words of wisdom to be spoken louder. Maybe there…

Belt Buckles… and other absurdities

Lowi and I had a chat yesterday about her youngest going to college, how baby ducks are my saving grace, and that we’d like this horror film that is 2020 to roll credits anytime, please. We also agreed that we needed some fun and levity and so far the best I have is: I did…

Blessing in the Difficulty

We never have life figured out but there are times that we feel that we have. It’s generally when life is going smoothly and it feels less arduous. These are not those times. And we really don’t enjoy the feelings that we are having these days and so we look to fix it. We look…

635 Miles to Nowhere

The morning of May 1 I embarked on a self-created racing adventure to celebrate my birthday and makeup for the fact that my weekend 24-hour race had been postponed. On that same day, my husband signed me up for a 635-mile event called the Great Virtual Race Across Tennessee. It seems only fitting that yesterday…

We Are Still Here

About two weeks ago Lowi and I had a healthy, if not salty, laugh about the year thus far. It’s often a choice of laughing or crying most days. I frequently forget that our year began with a beautiful and heart-warming wedding. It seems like all that laughter, love and the kind of joy that…