Ballast

  • Kindness

    It may not feel like it right now, but kindness still exists. It’s not featured on the news. No. There’s no space there for stories of kindness when judges are being threatened, immigrants are having their heads shaved before being put onto planes and flown to prisons in countries which are not theirs, and the…

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  • Listen

    This morning in a workshop titled Grief Wisdom, Soul Wisdom led by Charlene Ray. I was reminded of the David Wagoner poem Lost. This is a poem which has traveled with me for several decades now. I have it written on multiple index cards. Carried it in my pocket on long hikes. Journaled in response…

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  • Panic

    My computer tells me that sunrise will be soon as I type this. That’s reassuring. A week ago, Friday, I found myself having the worst panic attack I think I’ve ever had in my life. Couldn’t get my breath. High pulse rate. Chest pains. Overwhelming anxiety. If you read my previous post Radical you’ll know…

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  • Radical

    This was my first week back at my paid job following our winter break. I started Monday with a session with my therapist. During the session I said something like, “I have to be radical. I cannot let work consume me this year and to do that I have to be radical. Or at least…

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  • I Know

    Given we’re not yet through the first week of the new year, I’m still thinking about new beginnings and resolutions. I still feel in a malleable space. I’m contemplative. I’m curious. I have aspirations fueled by a belief in what’s possible when we turn the page in our life’s story. In these first seventy-two hours…

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