Socially acceptable sadomasochism. All the cool kids are doing it.

I’m no criminology expert but I may have an idea of how to begin the rehabilitation process for hardened criminals. One that will leave them screaming for mercy and ready to make a lifestyle change. I can hear them now: I’ll do anything. Please just stop– –the cleanse. For those of you living under a…

You missed a smudge

My house is enveloped in a light haze at the moment and smells faintly, I think, like a Native American sweat lodge. And I’ve done this on purpose. In an early bout of spring cleaning, I found a sage smudge stick I’d bought in my New Age days.  For the uninitiated, smudge sticks are used…

Focus on the 20. No apology necessary.

When I was younger, the 80/20 rule always stymied me. For those unfamiliar, the 80/20 rule, or Pareto Principle, suggests that a small percentage (you guessed it—20) of your effort brings most of your results, while your biggest time drains usually result in a much smaller part of your achievement. I struggled with this concept…

Bookish and Bonkers

I know a boy. He’s sensitive and funny, unpredictable and cantankerous. He’s my boy. His own boy, really, but I’ve been lucky enough to be lent him in this lifetime. I love him. And I also wring my hands. And then I smile. Let’s call him Bookish. When most of us have a raging headache, we crawl…

Focus. Anchor. Breathe.

When you lose an anchor in life, if you’re smart, you look for another one. If you’re wise, you make yourself that anchor. Any regular reader of my blog knows my father passed away last summer and my sister is battling Stage IV ovarian cancer. I was going to make this entry lighthearted and then…

Befores and Afters: Part III

Written after my mother died, this post and the two prior are about the experience, honoring a promise I made to Mom to write abour our journey so others will know they’re not alone. You walk in just as the priest is about to give last rites. Your sister moves over to let you hold your…