Image credit: Photo by rachel a. k. on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons An Al-Anon friend and I were talking the other day about how frustrating it can be as we progress on our journeys, to see what that next healthier behavior looks like (just a step beyond where we are currently), but not be [...]
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Guest Post: Finding my Keep
Today's guest post comes from Tanya Savko. Those of you who are regulars here will recognize her as an active reader and commenter at a Room of Mama's Own, and may also know her through her own wonderful blog: Teen Autism. When I read this post, I found myself thinking, "I've so been there!" and [...]
Body Image Haikus
I've seen my body a mask I show to the world, not my own true face. I've seen my body a lure to gain attention, love and approval. I've seen my body a useless shell for my mind, worthy of neglect. I've rushed in eager to devour my soft heart and cast off the rind. [...]
Easy Street
Image credit: Photo by artbyheather on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons The other night, my husband and I were watching The Amazing Race, a show in which teams of two people follow clues to race to various destinations around the world. Many of the teams view this challenging competition as an opportunity to work together [...]
Jesus Is my Ex*
Photo credit: Image byDonna62 on Flickr During my time in S-Anon, I met a woman named Sue.** Sue began attending 12 Step after discovering that her husband, Mike, was a sex addict and had spent their twenty years of marriage enmeshed in a double life that included porn, strip clubs and prostitution. Sue was angry [...]
Dedications
My yoga class has become my church, the place where I return to my spiritual center. We chant at the beginning of each class: a chant for enlightenment in a language I don't understand, but the chanting fills my chest with reverberating sound. I love the way "om" starts out with that deep down vibrating [...]
Yoga Lessons
Three years ago, I walked into my first yoga class looking for help and relief. I have had back pain since I was a teenager, probably too many years of carrying too many books in a bag fashionably slung over one shoulder. Or maybe just too many years of stoically insisting on carrying loads that [...]
