Tag Archives: morning pages “I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.” -Attributed to Mark Twain A friend reminds me constantly, “All is well.” As a mom, as a wife, as a woman, I have to grab this idea and hold on tightly because life is often too scary…  I want to run run run! I want to cross the finish line of a marathon! I want to feel the wind in my hair because I’m pushing my way through air, not because it’s pushing me. I want to achieve! I want to grasp joy and hold it and spread it around and leap…  Do you run when it gets hard? Do you quit when you’re scared? That’s been my modus operandi for years. YEARS! And sometimes I still stand before the mighty decision of fight-or-flight and play out the game because I need to. The difference is, I rarely just quit anymore. I take to heart that line…  “I think I’m going to be a writer and a photographer and see where that takes me instead of trying to force it to take me somewhere.” I wrote that in my last post. I know what I meant when I said it, but I have chewed it over for the last couple of days,… I stood at my back door, staring out at the leafless aspens, a sky full of blue, the slight trails of snow on the mountain, and I chewed on the words “change” and “becoming.” I’ve been stuck on this idea that I am changing, turning into a new person. But that isn’t true, not at… I’m lying in the bathtub, my body submerged as much as possible, my face barely above the water. Just enough room to breathe, to watch the steam swirling. I can hear the rhythmic beats of my heart, my breathing, my stomach protesting that I’ve only given it coffee and water so far. My hand and… “We all participate in weaving the social fabric; we should therefore all participate in patching the fabric when it develops holes.” -Anne C. Weisberg I’m the kind of girl who believes in goals, in dreaming big, in miracles. I’m the kind of girl who gets excited about ideas and wants you to hear about them….  -Henry David Thoreau When we last met, I was pondering the fact that multitasking isn’t working for me. I’m tired and distracted and…apparently I can’t stop. I’m getting better, I guess, not doing 50 things at once. Only…maybe 20. (Photo above: planning a photo shoot AND writing out the timeline of my memoir.) October has… 
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