Ran out of time this morning since I had to go to the dentist. Hopefully you enjoy just as much with a Tuesday nightcap or your Wednesday coffee. Yesterday in a moment of annoyance after the garbage collector interrupted my minute-before-the-sixam-alarm-goes-off dreaming, I asked the internet about collection routes and schedules and if they’re always… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Picking up Garbage
For the past three weeks, I have been traveling in South Africa and Namibia with my mom. We went seeking giraffes and (for me, anyway) a reset and break from a busy year. We came back with thousands of animal pictures as well as a greater sense of the often bleak and violent history of… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee: Tribes
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.