Good Morning my sweet. Who is here today? What does she need to feel seen and heard? Nobody is here. Hmm curious. Hello nobody. I love you. Your shyness, your desire to hide. Your delicious, spooky shadowy side. I will be here waiting, should you choose to reveal yourself. And if you don’t, I will… Continue reading Monday Love
Some things have happened since my letters to money. A surprise tax bill. A mysterious foot problem (not covered by my health insurance because I have not met my deductible). Lice. Did you know the going rate to have lice professionally removed from your hair is $100/hr? Yep. So basically, since my little experiment with… Continue reading Plot Twist
Hey love, Thanks for always being there. You rock. Xo
Do you do, nonstop? Turns out I do. After getting my boot, I made an agreement with myself, I, Wendy Meyer, will do less. At work (a very busy preschool yard) I said to my team, today I am going to do less. I need to heal my foot. And so I sat in a… Continue reading Do you do, nonstop?
Goodmorning my stubborn, resistant, contrarian beauty, Glorious in your ability to dig in and go deep. Unwavering in that with which you disagree. Purposeful. Passionate. Alive. I love you. Exactly as you are in this moment. Nothing to fix. Nothing to change. I wonder, what is it you need? What is it that has you… Continue reading Monday Love
Because writing love letters is something I adore and having an undiagnosed foot problem is something making me sad and mad and frustrated, I decided to write a love letter to my foot. I mean why not? I write them to strangers, friends, God, the Universe, my pussy, money…whatever part of me is showing up.… Continue reading Dear Foot
Ode to the Wonder of You Rapture Slay Wonder Crack open Radiant Beauty Rising sun dewy morning air tingling your nerve endings all 8000 kissing you awake drawing you nearer to the wonder that is you. The wonder that is you.
“Look on the brightside.” Who else wants to stab the person who says this to you when everything you know has been stripped away and you lie bare and vulnerable in your pain, fear, anger, hurt? When your marriage falls apart and you have to look your children in the eyes and break their hearts… Continue reading Radical Compassionate Acceptance
Goodmorning my love, Stretch into that gorgeous body of yours, breathing in all that you desire. Then, exhale and let your body fall into yes. Yes. I can give myself time to just be. Yes. I can lie on the couch and read a book for an hour, for pleasure (not a to do list… Continue reading Monday Love
the love letter projects 