This post is all about taking in the good.

I thought I was liberal, progressive, even. I thought that being kind to all people — was enough.

If you’ve wondered what you can contribute to this moment in history but something is making you hesitate, maybe some of the limiting beliefs that entered my mind will sound familiar.

I am not enough. I cannot do this alone. If any women are wired to be with their children all day every day, I am not among them.

I’ve been sitting with thoughts lately that have nearly overwhelmed me. It’s about history and the stories we tell about it, and life and living it.

I’m struggling to adult today. Imposter syndrome about simply being. No one to turn to who has the answers, knows the way out of this mess. Virus, wild fires, rampant homelessness.