Self-Awareness


High Summer ~ The Return of Moxie

High Summer ~ The Return of Moxie

My confidence has returned. I don't feel broken anymore. And at least a majority of the time I feel I have the tools to handle what comes my way. This is a vast improvement from four years ago and from the crippling self-doubt I've experienced with bouts of anxiety since.

Filling the infinite

Filling the infinite

We don't like the tension, the not-enoughness, the deficiencies, the complexity, the infinite edge of uncertainty, etc. but those are the very catalysts for moving us towards the thing we seek, even if it's never fully realized.

The embodiment of well-being

The embodiment of well-being

My well-being does not live in a Maine cabin we visit on the weekends. It does not live in our bank account. It doesn't live on a boat in Berkeley. Or reside in that laundromat in Albany. It is not dependent on a future life with less city driving.

The irony of the real me

The irony of the real me

When I feel secure I want to go places. I open myself to adventure. But adventures lead to unknown territory, a certain amount of "leaping out in faith", moving past what you can plan, and all of that feels threatening to my security and stability.

Looking for security

Looking for security

I need to own this part of my story and myself. I feel my best self, my confident self, my most at-ease self with security in general and financial stability, in particular.

Holding space for tension

Holding space for tension

For years I tried to organize, manage, erect boundaries, make the best choice, follow the right authority as a means to avoid tension. But you can't avoid the tension of living, you need to hold space for it.

I'm not doing Advent this year

I'm not doing Advent this year

We long for a rescue, for the arrival, but what if that reality is already here? What if the rescue is knowing God, not outside of the shitty stable, but right in it? Not in the resolution of the hard thing, but in the experience of it?