This is the third in a four-part series. Liam's “first day” as a girl was exciting. She and I went to the beach on a warm April day, only to find it was pretty cold at the beach but she was wearing what would become her new favorite outfit, a dinosaur skort with a lovey… Continue reading Wholehearted Parenting in Practice: Part 3
This is the second in a four-part series. Not long after wearing nail polish to school for the first time, Liam was relaxing in the tub before doing the “business of the bath.” I was unprepared for my child, who was playing with their penis, told me “Mommy, I don’t think I’m supposed to be… Continue reading Whole Hearted Parenting in Practice: Part 2
This is the first in a four-part series. Liam wanted to wear toenail polish at about eighteen months old. For being one of the easiest children ever, cutting Liam's toenails was a NIGHTMARE, but putting Liam in the highchair so one couldn’t see their feet allowed me to cut toenails, then I’d slip on some… Continue reading Wholehearted Parenting in Practice: Part 1
Late Sunday afternoon it occurred to me that I had heard nothing about Hurricane Harvey. That was all we’d heard about Friday and Saturday, the massive storm about to hit the Texas Gulf Coast. I found it odd that there wasn’t a prayer said for the victims of Harvey at church that morning. Though I… Continue reading Look for the helpers.
This week, I did not go to work, not because I didn’t want to but because I couldn’t. I am walking the fine line of keeping my shit together and completely falling apart. I know that, and I also know what my priorities are, which are different than they used to be. Work or a… Continue reading “Even heroes have the right to bleed”
It was cooler than it is today five years ago, but the sky was the same. A little overcast, but sunny, and it felt grey. A few days earlier we had celebrated my father-out-law’s (former father-in-law) 65th birthday at a fancy restaurant. A fancy restaurant where Liam and I got food poisoning. My 10-month-old had… Continue reading 5 Years Later
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
Liam is gone for ten days. Oliver has been gone for five and will return late tomorrow. I find myself with an entire day to myself and knowing exactly what to do. I slept until nearly 10:00 this morning. Once normal, or even early, this is unheard of these days when 8:00 seems like a… Continue reading Gift of Time
Two days after I wrote about Guidepost 10, Cultivating Laughter, Song, and Dance: Letting go of Cool and in Control, I auditioned for a local production of the Andrew Lippa musical BIG FISH. Last spring, I auditioned for the first time in ten years. I always HATED auditioning. My anxiety got the best of me.… Continue reading Guidepost 10 in Practice, I Mean, Rehearsal
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
My Voice. My Vision. 