Tag: Being Present

  • Gnawing Sensation

    Gnawing Sensation

    I am certain he had no idea what kind of effect he was having on me. All I know is that I felt like I had been swaddled within a warm blanket of contentment. You would think I am talking about the loving presence of my husband. But no, this was an unfathomable interaction with…

  • Brittle…Break…Through

    Brittle…Break…Through

    I woke up at 3:32, one minute earlier than the more charmed 3:33 that I often awaken to. Despite the fleeting distraction of wishing the clock presented a more favored set of numbers, I was met by the pressing presence of a word ricocheting through my consciousness. Hushed, but urgent, the word “BRITTLE” rang through…

  • Not Feeling Myself

    Not Feeling Myself

    I haven’t been feeling myself lately. I mean that in both the literal and metaphorical way. For weeks now, while engaging in activities I typically enjoy, I have found myself feeling flat and robotic. I’ve recently made decisions and matched them with actions that should have carried a sense of motivation and purpose. And yet,…