COVID dreams

I’ve been having COVID dreams lately. This didn’t happen to me for the first six or seven months. I often laid awake feeling great anxiety, but I didn’t dream about it. But I am now. The first time, I dreamed that the church choir I lead all got together on Wednesday night as usual, no…

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Taking On The Emotional Baggage Of My Children

When I stopped blogging frequently a few years ago, it was for two reasons. The first was that it took a lot of time, and I couldn’t justify it any longer. The kids were getting older, having more activities, and more directly professional commitments needed to take priority in what time I had for writing.…

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Bigger Than Me

Sometimes, I just need to get away. No matter how much work is hanging over my head, I know I need to make the time to hike, or bike, or kayak—and always, to find a quiet, beautiful spot to sit and be still. It’s necessary for my mental health. Sometimes I get a twinge of…

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I’ve Forgotten How To Be Still

When I was in the sixth grade, I wore soft contacts that I had to stick in this boiler thingamabob every night. And every night I would open the lid and unscrew the contact case to make sure my contacts were still in there. Not just once. Again and again, until the case got to…

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The Courage To Be Still

There are 553 books on my Goodreads “to read” list.   I have at least three more flute pieces to write, and I have four novel ideas, one awaiting another major revision, and one that is 3/4 drafted. Every Tuesday and Thursday, we have two kids out of the house at 6:45 a.m. to get…

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A History of Anxiety, Part 2: The Onset of “Freaking Out”

For part one, click here. When I introduced the topic of anxiety last week, several people commented that they had struggled with it as well. Before I go on, I need to clarify that I have never been diagnosed with any form of clinical anxiety; I never saw a doctor or counselor. I went through…

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