This morning I had a lovely idea for a blog post. But I hadn’t done my morning stretches yet and I really wanted to stick to my routine. As I was doing some spine twists, further ideas for a blog post came up. And it reinforced for me that yoga is not hampering my morning … Continue reading Body Language
Author: Gila Daman
Latest release: Pandemic Poetry. Also by Gila: She Pooped, I'm Pooped!: Motherhood Year One,
First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, and The Roadmap Ends Here: Entering Adulthood.
Fallen Trees
Got new sneakers a bit dirty in the mud. I used to freak out when new sneakers got dirty. But they are made to be used and I go on nature walks regularly so it was inevitable. Looking at fallen trees, the messiness of this undomesticated nature in the park. There was this sense of … Continue reading Fallen Trees
Empowered Ebullience, Grounded Glee
I’ve had lots of professional projects recently. It can be a lot: all that excitement and anticipation! And then channeling that into properly chunked sessions. At times like this, I try to take a step back and remind myself that I am living the dream of my younger self that aspired to be who I … Continue reading Empowered Ebullience, Grounded Glee
Marginalized Musings
I am committed to getting a new notebook tomorrow. I know, saying big statements like this can be daunting, LOL. Behavior change is hard. But seriously, I’m getting a new notebook. I’ve used up all the spare pages of the three I’ve been frequenting (they started out as different topics but then I just starting … Continue reading Marginalized Musings
Your Window of Opportunity Awaits
This morning, I was opening a window to hear the birds chirp. I thought I had unlocked it. I'm like pulling and pulling. I'm thinking, “Did the humidity cause it to get stuck?” I'm wondering if these windows decided to copy my previous's home’s and be really hard to open. After a moment or so … Continue reading Your Window of Opportunity Awaits
Green Dots, Pink Hearts
Green dots, pink heartsShot of dopamine through my heart Living in our own bubblesSo far apartSo I take solace in Green dots, pink hearts
Why Writing is My Art and How I Almost Lost it Forever
Kids who painted well in school were undoubtedly recognized as artists. Kids who wrote well? I mean, there were those poetry contests and the like. Maybe I just wasn’t that good of a writer back in middle school or high school. Maybe I needed to be broken open from the sudden passing of my father … Continue reading Why Writing is My Art and How I Almost Lost it Forever
Comedy: An Opiate for the Masses
Some say religion is an opiate for the masses, there to soothe our woes and travails. Comedy does this too. My dad and I watched Saturday Night Live together when I was growing up. I know how much he liked watching humor, including other comedies like The Bob Newhart Show and I Love Lucy. I … Continue reading Comedy: An Opiate for the Masses
There for One Another
I once learned that in heaven, we are all feeding each other. Like, our arms are intertwined and I have a spoon in my hand feeding someone next to me and someone on my other side is feeding me. It’s this image/lesson of the opposite of being self-serving. It’s this interdependence. This watching out for … Continue reading There for One Another
New Year’s Resolution of Self-Compassion
How is everyone’s new year going? In the Jewish calendar, the Jewish New Year is followed by a few more holidays and the festivities culminate after about a month. And it’s a letdown to get back to “regular” life. Christmas begins this festive time of year for many, continued for some through the 12 days … Continue reading New Year’s Resolution of Self-Compassion
Mindful Nuggets 