Thank you for sticking with me through this outpouring of Anne.

Yesterday I started out sitting, but after half an hour of brainstorming, I was on the floor, fetalled.

What if the only person you had to please was yourself? What would happen? What would you do? What clothes would you wear? What music would you listen to? What food would you eat? Who would you love? 

I went to the downtown Santa Cruz farmer's market today and had what I think was a perfect nectarine.

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.