motherhood

  • Power to the Protest

    As my dad says, “You may think one small person may never make a difference, but have you ever been trapped in a tent with a mosquito?” Or in some cases, as spider? A mouse? I participated in my first… Continue reading

    Power to the Protest
  • Faith in Flow- Yama: Satya

    Satya, the second principle of Yama, centers on the concept of truth. At first glance, this moral guideline appears straightforward and simple to uphold. However, I find it to be a nuanced challenge in both my yoga practice and my… Continue reading

    Faith in Flow- Yama: Satya
  • Walking a Codepdendent Camino – Promise #7

    12.30 miles from Redondela to Pontevedra “I am capable of developing and maintaining healthy and loving relationships. The need to control and manipulate others will disappear as I learn to trust those who are trustworthy.“ If there were any misconceptions… Continue reading

    Walking a Codepdendent Camino – Promise #7
  • Walking a Codependent Camino – Promise #4

    “I release myself from worry, guilt, and regret about my past and present. I am aware enough not to repeat it.” 15.61 miles – Up and over the Mountains of Ponte de Lima, moving from the coastal route to the… Continue reading

    Walking a Codependent Camino – Promise #4
  • Walking a Codependent Camino – Promise #3

    “I know a new freedom” 16.07 miles from Vila do Conde to Esposende This second promise from CoDA was a good meditation as miles flew by. Cobblestones, wooden boardwalks, and farm paths carried me from the sea, to town, back… Continue reading

    Walking a Codependent Camino – Promise #3
  • The Responsibility of Repair

    “I love you on your good days. I love you on your bad days. I love you when you are smiling and full of joy. I love you when you are sad or frustrated. I love you when you are… Continue reading

    The Responsibility of Repair
  • Better Under a Bushel

    This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine. The… Continue reading

    Better Under a Bushel
  • Your Reflection Doesn’t Lie

    I sat with my 14-year-old son recently at a barber shop in the city center of Ramstein. This was after a week’s long exchange about the merits of his haircut, his lack of enthusiasm to use the on-base barber- which… Continue reading

    Your Reflection Doesn’t Lie
  • The Home Team

    “There is no place safer on this planet than with me,” I say to my sons whenever there is something to be feared under the bed. Within the judgement of peers. Within the insecurities bleeding in their hearts.  “I will… Continue reading

    The Home Team