Shame told me my house is too messy to allow visitors to come inside, so it was tempting to say “no” when a friend asked me to host her college-student son as he traveled to his internship. But I hadn’t seen him for over 10 years, he is one of my favorite people, so whileContinue reading “BHAY Blog for May 21: Living Beyond Shame’s Shadow”
It’s been almost six months of this quest to have a Big, Hairy Audacious Year. I’m at the halfway point of my journey, and lately I’ve been travel sick. I’ve been travel sick before, of course. I can’t read during a flight, or I start to feel queasy. So I knit. If I readContinue reading “BHAY: Travel Update on My Audacious Journey”
At one point in the instructional recording, my yoga meditation instructor says, “Experiment with the position of your head, raise your head and bring it toward your legs, not necessarily touching your knees.” Not necessarily touching my knees! I don’t even come close to touching my forehead to my knees. I’m thrilled that my headContinue reading “BHAY Blog Post: “Not Necessarily Touching Your Knees””
It’s been about a month since I’ve been focusing on improving my health through reducing both my weight and my waist line. How’s it coming? Well, I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to pay attention to results in order to hold myself accountable but for sanity’s sake, I’m gong to commit to theContinue reading “BHAY Blog: O What a Difference a Month Makes”
I have added a new habit to my day: listening to and participating in the morning services of prayer and reflection shared by Washington National Cathedral. Those fifteen minutes are a blessing to me, and often a source of new insights into matters of faith, life, and in one service, locusts. The Rev. DanaContinue reading “BHAY Blog Post: March-ing On, Part 2 —Finding the US in LocUSts”
In my own struggles with weight, I am now “other” because I no longer fit either clothes in my closet or the societal ideal of beauty. I am judged, stereotyped, discounted.When I struggle with a task, I am sometimes met with judgment rather than receiving the tender mercy of help. It happens. Now that IContinue reading “BHAY Blog — March-ing On Part 1: Whatever Happened to Mercy”
Wouldn’t it be nice if good intentions were enough to create change? If buying new sneakers would instantly improve your running time, and having a cookbook with healthy recipes on your shelf would be enough to automatically change your eating habits. Even better would be going for one walk and coming home, stepping on theContinue reading “BHAY Blog: “Slowly She Turned, Step by Step, Inch by Inch…””
In order to discern my path to reach my goals for this year, I need to know my starting point. So I got on the bathroom scale to write my current weight in my planner. I also wrapped a measuring tape around my waist so I could my starting number in my planner. The numbers are recorded, and I know now my starting point. Later that night , while waiting for sleep it occurred to me to find out my BMI, the Body Mass Index. So, I found my height on the chart, and then traced the path of the weights listed until I came to the one that was closest to what the scale registered. Turns out: it’s going to be a daunting journey to get ready to climb that hill on Iona. I think the phrase “Morbidly obese” is inaccurate. I may be obese, but I’m not morbid, I’m cheerful, resilient, generally optimistic and hopeful. I know, I know the phrase “morbidly obese” refers to the impact the excess weight is having on my health. I was just messingContinue reading “BHAY: Putting the Big in my Big Hairy Audacious Year”
Today is Groundhog Day 2021: it was my mother’s favorite holiday, and so it holds a special place in my heart now. Also Punxsutawney is just a little over an hour away from where I live so the annual celebration of Phil’s prognostication gets a lot of news coverage: six more weeks of winter itContinue reading “BHAY: Venn the Going Gets Rough, aka My Audacious Use of Math for Personal Growth”
My Audacious 2021 – Blog 2: Love in a Time of Cholera? Try Personal Growth in a Time of Pandemic and Societal Unrest
It felt selfish and silly to get my hair cut and colored just days after the invasion of the US Capitol. Surely there was something more important for me to do. Okay, I was praying, and scrolling through social media to learn more about the events, plus hearing about phenomena like QAnon and “cancel culture”Continue reading “My Audacious 2021 – Blog 2: Love in a Time of Cholera? Try Personal Growth in a Time of Pandemic and Societal Unrest”
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