In the months before my mom died she fell in love with a poem. This poem was called “Do It Anyway.” She asked if I would find a way to paint it up on her bedroom wall, and I told her that I would. I thought it sounded nice and totally planned on it, but of course life was busy…and I didn’t get to it. This was one of the many things that haunted me after her death. Here’s how I moved past this regret and remind myself to “do it anyway.”
What Van Gogh Can Teach Us About Failure (and Life)
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What Rehab Taught Me About Surviving a Pandemic
Watching life turn upside down has reminded me of another time my world crashed down around me: going to rehab for drug addiction.
Though I’m the first to admit that dumpster fire was entirely my own doing, I can’t help but see some clear parallels between surviving that burn and this one.
Dare I say it, but rehab prepared me for this. And in case it can aid you to, I’d like to share a few parallels I’ve observed.
The Sacred: How Time Travelling Can Show Us What We Already Have to Be Grateful For
It can be a terrifying to realize that holding onto the things we love is like grasping water that just keeps running through our hands – fruitless. They will change, and eventually all of it will go.
But this doesn’t have to strike us with fear of what we’ll lose – instead it can be this insanely profound gift.
Because how holy and sacred is all this stuff we actually have today, right?