one single mother. one spririted preschooler. oy — what a life.
I am still walking around on clouds. It feels like I am living in a dream, now that Barack Obama has “sailed to victory” as the headlines proclaimed last night.
“All of this happened because of you,” wrote Obama in a mass-email that I read this morning. And here I was, feeling so guilty because I couldn’t do more [...]
I’m thinking about this 180 degree shift from dis- to re- empowerment and how it feels like my life has just split wide open. Much of the overlay of victimhood has dropped away and I am simply seeing things as they are, for the first time in a long while. I’ve become so much aware [...]
Today I have experienced some powerful shifts that have reframed the way I look at my single parent life. I have been holding on to a lot of beliefs that no longer serve, and now I see them for what they are: not truth, certainly not Truth, just stories that I like to tell myself [...]
Oh, I wish I could report some transcendence going on. Some redemption. The stuff that makes this painful story all worth reading. But I just feel barraged by pain. It’s getting dull, even for me, but I have to keep writing my way through it.
Tonight, I feel like I have no skin. I am spilling [...]
I’m taking a deep breath through the falling apart that is currently going on. Old neural pathways are activated within me, old traumas awakened and it is fascinating and completely scary at the same time to see myself move in and out of awareness around it.
The Story of What is Going On [...]
Welcome to this blog - my chronicle of the illuminating, character-building path of single parenthood. I'm making this up as I go along. My life is my practice, and my five year-old son is my greatest teacher.