my emotional cliff-notes 2019…

CLIFF-NOTES noun: A summary of a much longer work designed to allow a student to quickly learn the key points of the her longer work.
  • I’m far too serious…the universe is meant to be played with.

“There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that’s your own self.”

—Aldous Huxley

  • I need to ask more questions about everyone in every situation, every time.
  • Being human is damn challenging, occasionally there are some nice stretches of ease.
  • Everyone’s hurting somehow and their behavior most likely has nothing to do with me.
  • Boundaries are compassionate and necessary.
  • Showing up, all used up doesn’t help anyone.
  • I shouldn’t offer advice unless it’s being requested…and then I should double-check and see if it’s really being requested…and then check just one more time to be sure.
  • When I think I deserve MORE of whatever (fill in the blank on any given day) first, I must assess all that I am truly grateful for in my life.

Dear 2020, I will try to use my 2019 Emotional Cliff Notes.

NOTE: Photo credit to Andrew Silva, crone wisdom tattoo courtesy of Adobe Photoshop.

farewell 2018…

mystery • wonder • awe

Thank you 2018 for the the many lessons I’ve learned. I’m really done with you though. It’s time for a new year and a clean slate. I want 2019 to be filled with mystery, wonder and awe. My goal is to laugh far more and worry far less. I’ve decided that levity is my mantra for 2019.

LEVITY:  excessive or unseemly frivolity

Levity. Levity, Levity. Levity. Levity. Levity. Levity. Levity.

Happy New Year Folks!

I love January. Is that so wrong?

I have to confess something, I love January.  It’s cold. The days are short and sunshine is in short supply.  Hibernation is expected, not frowned upon.

I love January because it’s a chance for a clean(er) slate. 

I’ve always seen ringing in the new year as an opportunity to change habits, shift the way I do things a bit and look forward to what’s ahead. (Very original idea, I’m aware.)

I usually think “good riddance”…onto a new year.

However, in my middle-aged haze today I suddenly became acutely aware of not only looking ahead—but really taking stock of the previous year.

I looked at my photos for the last twelve months and I softened a bit about dear ole’ 2014.  There was travel and creativity and transitions and mysteries and laughter and connections and heartaches and befuddlement and tears and growth…all such wonderful human things to experience and they deserve to be properly honored.

So, farewell 2014.  You’ve taught me many things and I’m grateful.








Hello 2015, let’s get to know each other. I’m putty in your hands.