Ducks are distracting little critters. Why does putting them in a row elicit guilt?
Noting how the stories in our heads start, about ourselves and about others Each morning, I start my day with a ten-minute meditation using the Headspace app. There is a technique called “noting” that is used in some of the series, including the one I’m doing now. In meditation, this is the skill of noticing… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Death Spiral
I’d like to step away from a me-focused blog. This blog has been and will always remain a place for me to grapple on a page with what my inner voices are chattering about. I don’t want this blog to spiral into Erin’s Diary, because that’s not the content I want to put into the… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Voice through Suffering
Yesterday being a holiday, I had the chance to spend a few hours in the middle of the day with a good friend. We braved the wind and paced the beach, talking while trying to avoid stepping on the jellyfish washed up on shore, sharing stories of recent and past struggles and successes. Back in… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: What’s in a Name
Warning: foggy rambling ahead.
Much of what I write still stems from seeds planted and nurtured during runs… Lately, a lot of my thinking has been about running itself, and its role in my life and my relationship with it.
As a kid, I looked forward to the last day of school like anyone else. Through the intensity and stress of April and May exams and final essays, the prospect of three whole months stretching in front of me, filled only with a mindless summer job and gymnastics workouts, seemed a golden light pulling me… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Crawling Back