Sometimes I take dance breaks. Today I’m breaking for smiles. An achy head is making me kinda fuzzy today, and I’m finding it hard to write the post I wanted. Number 5 in my five -part series exploring mindful parenting, can wait. This moment calls for deep kindness in the form of permission to choose… Continue reading Taking a Laughter Break: Mindfulness with an Achy Head
Today I was going to explore more on the topic of boundaries, but as life would have it (always life has its way with me) my fifteen-year-old son has given me a beautiful growth opportunity this week…and I am in it! Usually I like to wait until I am on the other side of… Continue reading Plant Strange Seeds: Parenting Mindfully, The Teens You Adore.
There’s an expression, give’em enough rope to hang him/herself. It suggests if one gives someone enough freedom of action, they may destroy themselves by foolish actions. Contrary to this, I was raising my kids within a philosophy of freedom. I chose a school (pre-k and elementary) for them that’s part of a free school… Continue reading Mindful Parenting: Creating Boundaries Not Walls
Good Morning Beauty, I hear you. You just want to sleep a little longer. It’s like that sometimes. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing wrong with you. What if you were to start your day with nothing to fix. No veiled layer of judgement telling you how you should be. More rested, less grumpy, less achy,… Continue reading Monday Love
Sixteen seconds of pleasure. That’s what I’m practicing for the next month. First thing when I wake up. No, not that kind of pleasure. Though it could be. Today was day two, and something amazing happened already. And yes, it’s parenting-related. Stay with me for a moment. Mindfulness does not ask that you never… Continue reading Tuning Out and Plugging In. Mindfully. — connecting with our kids, part 2 —
I would rather be thinking about all the whos in whoville and hanging twinkle lights…but I’m not. I’m worried about dying. Maybe because my kids have been with their dad since Thanksgiving and I have more brain space than usual. I have no one to hang twinkle lights for. A perfectly juicy, rich, smelly… Continue reading Death and Twinkle Lights: the gift of mindfulness and starting where you are
the love letter projects 