Last night I had a dream that someone or something was knocking, and it represented getting a step closer to becoming a full-time artist, and in my dream, I said to myself, "This is a perfect metaphor for what I'm going through — I should blog about it tomorrow." (Yes, I am apparently scouting for … Continue reading What’s knocking at the door of your life?
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How Talk of “Trade-Offs” Keeps Us Playing Small
Our culture teaches us to balance til we break. Instead of insisting on pursuing our innate gifts, we give ourselves that insidious pep talk -- "Oh well, life is about trade offs" -- and it keeps us playing small.
Meet My Friends: Joanna Breitstein
Find out how my friend Joanna went from being a Goth Jersey girl to an award-winning writer covering the diseases of poverty, and, later, the founder of an organization to help Ugandan children as well as communications director for the TB Alliance.
Attach Your Own Oxygen Mask First
The battle to make time for self-care, even when things are topsy-turvy (...especially when things are topsy-turvy)
What Does It Mean to Be a “Good Mother”?
What does it mean to be a "good mother"?
Clearly, it means feeding your kids copious amounts of kale.
Just kidding.
Read my actual thoughts on the matter in this essay over on the Good Mother Myth website...
“Having it All” is Hilarious
How can we be more playful in our pursuit of "having it all"? Plus: News about my Tumblr blog, Having a Ball Having it All.
I’m Soooo Tranquil
I was thrilled to chat with my friend Kimberly Wilson on the latest episode of her podcast, Tranquility du Jour. We talked about my book and about motherhood, yoga, creativity and more. I apparently talk very, very fast.
I Think I’m Leaning In
Don't look now, but I think I'm leaning in.
Maudlin
From the beginning of this escapade -- the "escapade" being me getting pregnant and having Alison! -- I have been obsessed with finding balance. With not letting parenthood dominate my identity. With making sure I still have room in my life for making art. And what's happening is that I'm realizing, who I am is not a choice. It really isn't. My need to make art is so strong, I could never ignore it -- or I could ignore it at my peril (translation: I get pissy and depressive). Similarly, when I don't get quality time with Jordan, I get -- well, pissy and depressive. One good date night with him and I light up like a million Christmas trees. And now my need to be with Ali is just as strong. I had nothing to do with that. I just fell in love.
The Balanced Artist
You know the saying, "With great power comes great responsibility?" I think passion is a kind of power. It's a gift, and the greater your passion, the harder to have to work to create space for it in your life.
