What Happens When You Jump

Spring 2008
My worry, fear, shame, sadness; my grief, is that I miss 97% of the opportunities that come to me where I could respond differently. I may appear courageous and a victor, but really I have not been doing the work. Or at least not that work; the work of new behavior. I look at [...]

Winter 2006
Though I had gotten up at four for the procession of the Virgin of Guadelupe, I had so much going on inside me, and it felt like too much; more than I could handle, too scary, uncomfortable and  painful to look at and work through. I got into bed and journaled for a few [...]