Some days are for praying. Some days are for exercising. Some days are for working. Some days are for cleaning. Some days are for eating chocolate. 

I thought about what it meant to deplete myself, how it feels to give myself away and to feel less than because of it.

My friend Janie sent me a song the other day to listen to and i was up until midnight.

I have noticed during this retreat, just as I have noticed while working on this 93-day project, that living a life you feel proud of, living a life of purpose, one steered by intention, takes diligent focus and commitment.

How do we know what a good poop even is?

It’s a wonderful way to get grounded, to feel yourself in your body, and to remind your body what a deep, present breath looks like in your imagination as you imagine the diaphragms working together.

This exercise works with, among other things, your vestibular system, the sensory system behind each ear that coordinates movement with balance and helps give you a sense of where you are in space.

I am deeply interested in the relationship between being relinquished and having issues around money.

Yesterday was a terrible day, and it was because of breakfast.

There are no books out on how relinquishment and adoption affect the body of the child/adult or the body of the relinquishing parent. I feel like I am in a forest, looking for a path. 

On Instagram, the yoga teacher Rod Stryker posted: Make a conscious effort to reject that which is not helpful in your life, and embrace what is.

Living a life as an adult after an infancy marked by inadequately addressed trauma is like driving a car prone to breakdowns.