My Grandmother for weeks now, has been recounting the day my Grandpa died on our Sunday visits. It started when I asked her if I could buy her a new bed. She told me she has not slept in a bed in nineteen years, because my Grandfather died in it. I know that not sleeping in a bed because someone…
I have a book in my bathroom called “14,000 things to be happy about.” It was a Christmas gift from my Aunt who had just been diagnosed with cancer. This Aunt was a very thoughtful gift giver, and inside she wrote: “ Janika, Of all my nieces and nephews, you’re the one always spreading cheer and happiness! So, keep it…
It is unnaturally difficult for me to lead with love. I have to practice the same way I have to practice getting into half saddle with out the need for fifteen yoga props. I still find it impossible sometimes to just say the things, I am thinking instead of becoming increasingly irate that my not mind reading husband, has not…
Three years ago on January 26th, very early in the morning I text my friend Elana a picture of this perfect tiny human, who just came out of my body. I captioned the perfect picture with “I had a baby for your birthday!” This year Is the first year Elana will spend her birthday not in her physical body. There…
As a thirty-five-year-old woman striving to live with the integrity of a disney princess, I can no longer look around and wait for the adult in the room to step forward when someone is looking for them.I am supposed to be an adult. I have to actually adult. For someone who takes on responsibility like a martyr in a zombie…
I listen to Wayne Dyer, Rumi, Ram Das, Thich Nhat Hanh, and Anne Lamott most recently. The one thing all these teachers have drilled into my head is that you have to heal something referred to as the inner child. I get how lame that sounds. I grew up in the early nineties for god sake. The cabinets got smaller…
I took a season off from blogging , because I was waiting for what my new normal would bring, and I’m not into expressing my melancholy and struggles in such an open forum. My growth never comes from expelling all that raw, fiery emotion to anyone but my physical journal. Winter is here, and after a contemplative and productive Fall I feel stable…
* Stupid pictures like the one above really interfere with my quest for inner peace. All my Wayne Dyer, and Hay House teachings go right out the window. I hope you enjoy or hate all my judgments about girls and inappropriate clothes. I have a serious problem with the length of shorts in 2016. Not because I am afraid some…
From the ripe age of four years old I was enthralled with all things criminal. The first crime story that caught my eye was the Amy Fisher case. I would sit by the unsupervised television in my playroom and watch the news with anticipation for tid bits from the trial. That Lifetime movie with Alyssa Melano was a…
There are going to be days when you want to grab your purse and run away. Who am I kidding, I do not even have a real purse anymore. I traded that in for a backpack, which is a very functional thing when you are hanging out with little kids all day. You can store away snacks, diapers, toys, and…
