the mouse

The Mouse

Change By March 26, 2020 No Comments

Our neighbor Ashley came over a few nights ago. Oh, I know what you’re thinking: WE ARE IN QUARANTINE, WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE CAME OVER??

Believe me, Ashley is well aware of the pandemic. She didn’t want to come over. I could hear the hesitation in her voice when I called, my own tone panicky, pleading.

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Distance and a new sensing

Distance, Desire, and a New Sensing

An Authentic Life, Change, Self-discovery, Writing By March 19, 2020 3 Comments

These are early days, still. This fact, if nothing else, seems clear.

We are “social distancing” and this is wise. We are trying to shop generously by leaving something on the shelves for our neighbor. Netflix hasn’t crashed (yet), which would undoubtedly send the quarantined over the edge.

We are witnessing the changing trajectory of our world in real time.

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Fearless Anna Kaehler

Fearless

An Authentic Life, Self-discovery, Writing By February 15, 2020 No Comments

I am reading a memoir right now with that all-too-familiar blurb on the front: “Fearless” the blurber cries. I didn’t notice this until after I had taken the book home, begun it, and learned a little bit about what was inside. And I can tell you that if the book was truly fearless, I would have zero interest in it.

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The Builders Anna Kaehler

The Builders

An Authentic Life, Self-discovery, Writing By February 5, 2020 No Comments

Today I want to talk about those people who seem to do whatever they want. You probably have one or two of them kicking around your life. And I’m not referring to trust fund kids, retirees with a variety of fulfilling hobbies, or babies. (Babies obviously always do what they want—in their pants or in the grocery store, restaurant, etc.)

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Photo cred: Eugene Blackburn

It’s in the Creating

Beauty, Writing By December 15, 2018 Tags: , , No Comments

Happy inspiration season, otherwise known as the holidays! This is a strange and wondrous time of year—the days are so short and pale they seem to whisper. And the nights are so deep dark, so full of energy, it’s all I can do to get enough sleep.

Lately I’ve been using this dichotomous time of year to listen to inspirational YouTube clips and podcasts and the sweet ramblings of friends. And we’ve covered a lot of ground together, the thrust of which seemed to point me toward this question…

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Rip it Anna Kaehler

Rip It

Self-discovery By May 15, 2018 No Comments

It feels like a play today. Whistle, or like a shard of the future has lodged itself in my shoulder.

~ Lisa Olstein, To the Left of Boom

Things are shaking again. Moving. Maybe it’s the season? Are you feeling like this? Like ripping it up—tearing through patterns, and behaviors, and expectations, and comfortable illusions, and the soft, gummy gauze of memory?

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