All posts filed under: for a reminder to love yourself

the importance of ritual

This morning I’m contemplating the importance of ritual and how they have the power to infuse our lives with meaning, reverence, and intention.

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4. Where do I fit in?

If you’re the type of person who likes to spend a lot of time driving on long, flat highways, you may want to consider visiting the great state of Wyoming. I am writing this from the backseat of a rented Yukon mini-tank on my sixth consecutive hour of gazing out the window thinking about life. There’s something about giant swaths of nothingness that allows even the busiest of brains to slow down and take stock. Today I am thinking about relationship to self. I’ve jumped into a new relationship (and this corresponding project) a very short time after ending a ten-year relationship with another man. There is a big part of me that still feels unsure and unsteady about this decision. Looking out the window this morning, I’m able to find some clarity about my subtle, yet persistent unease. My fear has nothing to do with Gavin or Evan (my ex-husband) and everything to do with me. I am afraid of losing myself again… or still. I allowed myself to be swallowed up by my …