In simple terms, wabi-sabi is the idea that the beauty of life lies in the fact that it is impermanent, imperfect, and incomplete. As Leonard Cohen said, “there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”.
The year following my mother’s death has been filled with a thousand beautiful and heartbreaking realizations. But, if my mother taught me anything, it is to live with your whole heart, wide open. This is an attempt at bringing my own wild heart out into that great wide open.
- Who’s job IS it?My husband left a pile of dirty laundry beside the stairs while we are sharing a vacation home with my sister-in-law. I don’t think it belongs there. I am considering moving it so that my sister-in-law won’t think she has to take care of it. I don’t know that she would. This is insignificant. IContinue reading “Who’s job IS it?”
- I’m still so afraid of having people see me trip. But maybe this is important, for other people to see me be human, to see me change, to see me growMy whole life since 6 yrs old I have been afraid of losing my mom. It was (before I had children) the worst thing I could imagine happening. Then I lost my mom and I survived. And suddenly I had this new perspective on life. Like, if I survived that, think of what else IContinue reading “I’m still so afraid of having people see me trip. But maybe this is important, for other people to see me be human, to see me change, to see me grow”
- TraumaI used to think that I needed to have an excuse for my mental illness. Some history of deep trauma. Some catastrophic episode to explain my suffering or a series of unfortunate events to validate my need to seek help. But maybe, this is just one more thing the world has told me that IContinue reading “Trauma”