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Saying To Hell with Fear and Hello to Self-Acceptance
It’s amazing how having professional photos taken will trigger the pipsqueak twerp voice inside your head, setting that thing off in ways you thought were long gone. Thighs! Teeth! A zit! Oh, and don’t even get me started on the topic of hair. Because I have a complicated relationship with…
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Open Letter to a Stranger (Who’s Really No Stranger at All)
Dear Stranger, We may not have been properly introduced, but I know so much about you. Because I see you. I feel you. I am you. I know what it’s like to appear put together on the outside but feel like a broken, fraudulent, fragmented mess on the inside, where…
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End-Of-Summer Mommy Guilt
Yesterday I watched as an empty water slide emptied into an empty pool – proof that summer is coming to an end. (But there should be so much left!) I wonder if the pool feels sad when all the kids return to school? I know I would. And yet I…
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What Speaks Louder, Actions or Words? Depends on Your ‘Love Language’
Anyone who’s been in a relationship for any length of time can identify with this scenario: You ask your partner for “A” and you get “B.” Again. And again. So you try a variety of tactics. You hint around, to no avail. You turn it into a running joke, hoping…
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4 Steps to Living By Your Own Rules (With A Little Inspiration from Dr. Seuss)
Anyone else feel as though you’re living in a constant state of judgment? Show of hands, please. We all do it, if not all the time then certainly here and there: compare, contrast, pick ourselves apart. Do I try hard enough? Am I present enough? Woulda coulda shoulda enough? The question…
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You Are The Reaching
You are not weak. You are not lost. You are not powerless or speechless or stranded, or deadlocked with the parts of yourself you wish to change. You are not too different or too complicated or too sad. You are not beyond repair, or the sum total of your past…
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I’d Like You to Meet My Good Friend. Her Name Is Sobriety.
Before this week, I hadn’t written about my sobriety a lot, other than a couple posts here and there. Part of the reason is that I don’t like labels – and all the inevitable and sometimes unintentional messages and preconceptions and inferences that get wrapped around them. Labels are limiting….
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Marriage, Part 2
I want to say thanks for all the support after my earlier post about marriage. It’s a beautiful thing when honesty is met with so much kindness. Some of the questions make me realize the need for some context. So here’s what’s up – and what isn’t. Hubby and I…
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Rubbing Sunshine in the Wound
You may have seen that I’m doing a 10-day course on photography and vulnerability called Wide Open. I can’t tell you how much I’m enjoying the incredible images coming out of the experience. There is an absolutely overwhelming amount of creativity in this world. (Search #wideopencourse on Instagram if you…
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