Even the most extraordinary seed struggles in barren ground. A reflection on intention, vigilance, and the inner conditions from which we pursue what matters.
Category: Blog for the week
What Story Are You Telling Yourself?
You send a text. No reply. By the next check, you’re wondering whether they’re upset with you. Nothing new has happened in the conversation, but something has happened in your experience of it.
Other People’s Boxes
There were boxes in my spare room that did not belong to me. For months, I made room without ever deciding to. A reflection on overfunctioning, on the quiet habit of carrying what belongs to others, and on what we set down in our own lives at the same time.
Have You Ever Said Yes When You Meant No?
The quiet patterns that decide before we do A message came in on a Tuesday afternoon, and before I had finished reading it I had already begun typing my reply. Yes. Of course. Happy to. The request was reasonable — a favour, a little extra work, nothing out of the ordinary. What caught me was… Continue reading Have You Ever Said Yes When You Meant No?
When Someone Else’s Version of You Gets Too Loud: Separating Feedback From Who You Are
There is a difference between hearing what you did and hearing who you are. One gives you something to work with. The other hands you a verdict — and the trouble starts when we mistake the second for the first.
The Moment Before the Anger: Where the Boundary Was Needed All Along
We notice the anger because it's loud. The decisions that preceded it were almost silent. A reflection on capacity, the quiet yeses, and the boundary that was needed several decisions before the reaction ever arrived.
Self-Trust: Why We Keep Justifying Our Own Decisions
There is a place near the ocean where I put down everything I have been carrying — the unfinished work, the decisions, the quiet internal defence I keep rehearsing. What I find there is enough space to hear what I already know.
Arguing With the Day – Impatience and Acceptance
Nothing went smoothly all day — disappeared files, a wrong turn, keys in the recycling bin — and then I sat in Friday traffic on a drive I had chosen, arguing with its conditions. A reflection on impatience, acceptance, and patience as a capacity that expands and contracts rather than a trait we either have or lack.
How We Drift From Ourselves Under Pressure
We don't leave ourselves all at once. We drift — one pressured decision at a time — until a feeling quietly becomes the whole story of who we are. This week on Reflections, a quiet drive through Vermont and what it reminded me about coming home to myself. The question I came back with: who is the version of yourself you've stopped visiting?
A Feeling Is Not an Identity
A good day. An unexplained sadness. And the moment a feeling almost became an identity — until it didn't.
