Several years ago, on a still-long but already winding-down day of summer vacation, I stood in the Ottawa River with my pant legs rolled up as far as they’d go. Flat rocks and the low water level had allowed me to wade in quite far —far enough to leave the known banks for a taste… [Continue Reading]
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Dear Mr. Rumi, thank you & could you help me with a guest. Love, Heidi
Dear Mr. Rumi, I wish I could come by to thank you in person but this being 2009 and you having lived back in the 1200s it’s a wee bit complicated. But still: thank you! Your poetry has helped me live life with more kindness and understanding and humor toward myself and my brother and… [Continue Reading]
Today’s Guests: Sadness, Regret, Shame
The story details are private, and oddly, beside the point. (Good to notice!) But the feelings? The thoughts? The help? Maybe there’s a kernel of something for you in this too. The sadness seems endless. It’s a kind of desolation. A sense of being beyond-help. I don’t know where to go next with any of… [Continue Reading]
Massage therapist heal thyself.
A massage can do wonders for a tight butt. Just sayin. Read that whichever way you like, and you’ll probably be right. I just had one. It was awesome. The massage, that is. The tight butt? Not so much. Because, a tight butt is pretty much—how to say—a pain in the freaking ass! Not to… [Continue Reading]
Entertaining tonight’s guest: Exhausted
Something in me is exhausted. Tired of Waiting. Hoping. Trying. It says, “It’s too much. I can’t anymore. I’m exhausted.” I tell it that I can really hear that. I can sense how tired it is. “It’s so heavy,” it tells me. Yes, I can sense how heavy it is for you. Inside my body… [Continue Reading]
All aboard!
Sometimes the whole of me is like a crowded bus in motion, all passengers wanting to get somewhere else, somewhere better, somewhere different, all of them not quite happy where they are. There’s a lot of sighing, and “if only-ing”, and “Ma, how many minutes till we get there?” going on. There is a lack… [Continue Reading]
Stressful thought: “They won’t like me if I’m real.”
Is that true? Hmmmm. I believe it sometimes. Can you absolutely know that it’s true that “they won’t like you if you are real”? No. I can’t know. How do you react when you believe that “they won’t like me if I’m real”? I pretend: my voice is different, maybe a bit higher, a bit… [Continue Reading]
Stressful thought: “I need my dad to show me how to be carefree.”
Is that true, Sweetheart, that you need your dad to have shown you how to be carefree? Yes, he should have. If I’d learned it when I was little, I’d not be so anxious as a grown-up. What’s the reality of it, did he show you how to be carefree? No, not in my recollection…. [Continue Reading]