I started this blog Saturday morning when I had slept terribly. Now I’m back — I’ve returned, if you will 😉 — ready to finish what I started. I wrapped up my 2020 word of the year a few weeks ago. Since 2017 I’ve traveled with gratitude, explore, open and trust. 2021 brings a new… Continue reading Return
Author: Anne Brock
A Bowl Full of Stones
As friends and family walked into the sanctuary they received a small stone. My uncle asked if it was for throwing at us when we walked down the aisle. I rolled my eyes and we all laughed. It was an odd thing to hand out for a wedding ceremony, I’ll give him that. A rock… Continue reading A Bowl Full of Stones
I whispered quietly to myself, I trust. And then I remembered it’s true. I trust. 2020 Word of the Year: Trust Eleven months ago I wrote a post about my 2020 word of the year: trust. I wrote about how trusting the way my life unfolds is hard and how I want to learn to… Continue reading I Trust
Seasons Come and Go
I know, it has been awhile. Seasons come and go, you know. I last wrote a blog post on September 8. Here I am on November 25. Since starting this blog in 2016, I don’t think I’ve ever taken such a long break. But, the last post was called Press Pause, so… Last week I… Continue reading Seasons Come and Go
I don’t remember when we first got a remote for the TV. It probably wasn’t that far into my childhood. However, I do remember the cable boxes that required us to get up and move the little switch in order to change the channel. The same was true for the first VCRs — to pause… Continue reading Press Pause
The last few weeks… month… year has been a lot. I continue to feel tired even when I get plenty of sleep. I continue to feel overworked when I’m anything but. It turns out I just need some extra space. Extra space for all the things I am meeting with a new therapist — two… Continue reading Extra Space
Tools in My Toolbox
There are many tools in my toolbox. Some are for the kitchen and some are for my soul. Tools in my kitchen Earlier this year I decided I wanted to paint the kitchen. It had been on our list of to-dos for quite some time so I figured we’d just get it done. But when… Continue reading Tools in My Toolbox
I flopped down in my hammock and let my body sway back and forth until it finally came to a stop. I had twenty minutes to tune into my inner knowing. Walking is usually my go-to for tuning in, but I had just been on a walk at lunch and I didn’t want to put… Continue reading Inner Knowing
On Being Seen
On being seen... or not, as the case may be Last fall I shared how I felt dismissed at my annual gynecology appointment. "Being seen" is not how I would describe that interaction. Through that experience I realized I had to be my own advocate. I couldn’t wait for someone else to speak up for… Continue reading On Being Seen
Is It Just Me?
Are you tired? Or is it just me? It seems like I’m sleeping well every other night. That’s not good for me. 8-9 hours of sleep nightly is what my body prefers. When I don’t reach that goal my mood begins to change. With additional nights of less sleep my mind begins to spin out… Continue reading Is It Just Me?