i’ve been doing a lot of remembering lately
I’m doing a lot of remembering lately. So many versions of myself, like rings on a tree, that brought me here to this exact moment.
The version of me who rode a single speed bike around Iowa City, always in a sundress and often cowboy boots, a Moleskine tucked away in a bag.
The one who discovered yoga in Washington DC in a carpeted row house at a time I was hurting (myself) so badly. The teacher played Bob Marley and we rolled around on the floor and that day I started healing and remembering the joy of being in a body, rather than the suffering of being in one.
The me that followed a boy and my intuition to Santa Monica and once again, ended up on a single speed, and once again had a Moleskine and probably a couple Modelos in her bike basket.
The me that became a mom via phone call and had my heart blown to smithereens never to be put back together again. The me that held her ground through foster care even though I wanted to float away like a cloud or disappear like steam. (And bring him with me.)
And today. This me. We are getting reacquainted. Still creating. And that tie dye tank choice in a snow storm helped me recognize myself and the woman, mama, teacher I’m becoming.
As @jamievaron so beautifully writes — “Imagine the woman you want to be. Think of what her daily life, her habits, her routines would. Start showing up to those habits and routines, start building them, step by step, and day by day. You don’t become her like magic. You build her. Start building.”
Brb. Building. 🤍
