In August, I set a new personal record. Not in a 5k, not in number of pounds lost, or cupcakes turned down. I was in court three times in August. Three times in a single month. Not only was I in court three different times, but I was in three different courtrooms for three different… Continue reading Nevertheless, She Persisted
I haven’t worked in the business since before my son was born but I have been applying for theatre jobs steadily for the last year. I haven’t been seriously looking. I was just keeping an eye on the market and if a dream position came up I’d apply. Not once did I get an interview.… Continue reading Faith and Intuition: In Practice
That’s how it started. Taco Bell at the PX in Wurzburg, Germany. Later that day, I took a dose of Dulcolax. After all, I had a whole box left. A couple of times a week turned to every other day which progressed from everyday to multiple times a day
In telling part of my story in a very public way for the first time I was able to chip away at some of the paralyzing fear he left me with.
I know names of three female friends who have been sexually assaulted or raped. Three. It is true that I have always had more male friends than females, but 1 in 5 women have been the victim of a rape. The latest CDC report found that over 40% of all women have experienced other forms… Continue reading Where is OUR Conversation?
In the United States we put so much of our identity on a career. What is the first thing you say to someone at a party? “What do you do?” I am guilty as charged. Our careers take up the vast majority of our lives so they are important. But are they meaningful?
It is easy to point out the faults of others. It is easy to analyze the societal norms and ways in which we perpetrate harm on women as a unit. As a culture. What isn’t easy is admitting that in some way you are part of the problem. It is not easy to admit that… Continue reading Checking Myself
I don’t think I have always been an anxious person. I am a high energy person and have been for as long as I can remember. For most of my adult life, though, I managed to hustle through the day and carve out 45 minutes to journal every night. I did it on minimal caffeine… Continue reading Me and Brené, Cultivating Calm and Stillness
I wrote this thinking I wouldn’t publish it. I am scared to let it be seen by “the wrong people”. But if I am not honest in my writing and open about my struggle then what is the point? I feel completely alone in this right now and like the only mother who has ever… Continue reading What I’d Like To Say Is…
It is so hard. To wake up and say “today I am enough. No matter what the outcome, no matter what chores go unfinished, what absurd things come out of my mouth, no matter what clothes no longer fit right I AM ENOUGH,” is really freakin’ difficult. For the past few weeks I have struggled… Continue reading When I Am Not Enough
My Voice. My Vision. 