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Archive for October, 2008

Corpse pose

Last night i went to what I like to call “Yoga for the mostly dead”. The website made it sound like i would actually be moving. Much to my surprise, the hardest part of the class was breathing (actually America knows this is no easy task). What I needed last night was a “kick your [...]

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Doing it Anyway and NOW!

It should be noted that I am practicing the are of avoiding. This Blog. I’m avoiding it today. But I’m inviting “avoidance, perfectionism, fear, and busyness” to sit with me as i write. They are so cute. Actually, they are checking out this cute boy while I write. He’s wearing checkered Van’s, dark jeans, a [...]

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Permission

I just wrote myself a permission slip to SLEEP. This purple crayon is great. We are getting to know each other slowly. I’m a little intimidated by its magic, so I’m trying to ease into it. I was talking to my best friend on the phone today and could tell she was having a hard [...]

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Purple Crayon Adventures

The verdict is still out on wether or not this weekend really happened. There exists a possibiilty that it was one of those “foofy” existential moments. But the EKG’s show my heart is still beating and my feet are still planted firmly on the earth. I have not seen any bright lights beckoning me to [...]

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Its true. And its Sark’s fault. If this is all a dream, please for the love of all that’s pure and holy DO NOT WAKE ME UP. If this weekend has been one big fantasy, the people, the wine, the food, my hot, sweet bartender, my dreams, meeting Sark, a job offer, a compelling vision…any [...]

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Inner Critics

Somewhere between here and there, I fired my inner crtics. I let them down gently, with a two week notice, giving them ample time to find another job and to ease the blow. That being said, if you are hiring, let me make a recommendation. The ‘critics’ are mainstream employers dream. Extremely hardworking, convicted, and [...]

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I’m not sure where to begin with this blog. Do I tell you first how my day started at 4 am with a phone conversation with my therapist talking about red birds, dark chocolate, and my feet (oh you THINK i’m kidding), or do I lead in with how i just returned from hanging out [...]

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Movie Theatres shouldh have holding rooms. And by that I mean, wailing rooms to accomodate the weepy people like me who cry even at Texas Chainsaw Massacre or Terminator. Sometimes at the movies, it is not enough to just let a tear or two slide eloquently down your cheek and land softly on your upper [...]

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(Insert Irish Saying Here)

There is a reason i don’t drink. Let my throbbing head speak for itself. Besides the aftermath, there is the “during math”. Something happens when I “let go”. Apparently, I let out this repressed part of me that wants to dance and be the center of attention. I do things like grab guys with red [...]

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Psyche!

My plan is backfiring. Apparently I want you all to know what is going on in my head and attempting to not write on here is making me feel isolated and disconnected. But maybe by now you have moved on and I really am all alone. For fucks sake. 
So the latest? I’ve been using this [...]

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