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“It’s as though I were living at last in my eyes, as I have always dreamed of doing, and I think then I know why I’ve come here: to see, and so to go out against new things—oh god how easily—like air in a breeze. It’s true there are moments—foolish moments, ecstasy on a tree stump—when I’m all but gone, scattered I like to think like seed…”
William Gass, In the Heart of the Heart of the Country
(Photo: Brad Ewell)
Adoption and Guilt
I’ve been thinking about guilt because it’s this month’s topic in the Zoom class Joyce Maguire Pavao and I are leading for a group of adopted people.
70/30 or How Aware are You of You? or Fun with the Megaphone Voice
I like to think in the megaphone voice which, when I type, is all caps. I like to imagine what it would have been like if, when I was small, I could have talked to those around me in the megaphone voice with the awareness I have now about the things I was struggling with as an adopted person.
Giving Away Mrs. Beasley--Guest Blog Post by Elisa Nickerson
One Christmas Eve, I decided that I would bring Mrs. Beasley to the church and put her in the pile of toys on the altar.
Melanie Toth on Our Yoga Retreat in Tuscany
Ever since my first retreat to Italy in 2019, I've been dreaming my way back.
Fearlessness, Recklessness, Courage, Adoption
We didn’t ask to be born. We didn’t ask our mother’s to give us up. (Or, who knows, maybe we did.) But we’re here.
Our Brains Want the Story of {Adoption} to Be Something It Isn't -- an Atlantic Magazine Article I Pirated
If the pandemic were a movie, it wouldn’t make any sense.
Is It About Coming Out of the Fog or Is It Really About Stepping Into the Fog? Guest Blog Post by Angela Wrigley
I was just fine before. Struggling, but fine. Now I’m in shock, and my brain feels murky and sticky. Now I feel like I’m living in a fog.
Revisiting How to Date an Adopted Person (Me)
A woman emailed me recently because her boyfriend had broken up with her and she was hoping it was because he was adopted.
The Best (the only?) App That Gives You Meditations about IBS and Pooping and Farting
I am in HEAVEN and it’s all because of an app I found for people with I.B.S. I don’t even know if I officially have I.B.S., but after a free week-long trial and then a $60ish payment, I officially have the Nerva app.
Mother Lover
Still, years after coming out of the fog, I was rootless, spiritually homeless, not myself. I was still alone in a way that felt terminal.
