It was a happy reunion, a completion of a circle, to come back round to the Omega Institute again. The Women's Leadership Center hired me to help with the pre-event Faculty Support and hosting logistics, a post I had held there for 3 years some time ago. I was tasked to help prepare for the… Continue reading Coming Full Circle
Why I fell in love with Life Coaching
I was introduced to Life Coaching while working at the Omega Institute back in 2006. Here I was immersed in a great community, doing work that served a higher purpose. I was lost, disconnected from the core essence of myself, mired in endless details, feeling overly responsible for everything and everyone, and frankly burnt out. I… Continue reading Why I fell in love with Life Coaching
My ReBirth Day
The most outwardly feminine part of myself, I took to the altar and offered up to the gods. I bargained for my life. When I could finally form words into a semblance of prayer, it was “Take my breasts, but let me live to see my boy grow into a man. Please!” I was the… Continue reading My ReBirth Day
As Good as it Gets
Where have you gotten lost and given up hope? Perhaps that place is so small, so stuffed down that you have nearly forgotten it all together. You know it though, that twinge of sorrow or regret, a little sigh of "maybe tomorrow ". For me this came up in the form of, "This is as… Continue reading As Good as it Gets
One year ago today…
There is an ache that spreads and feels good like a scratch set to an itch. It's the burn right after a long day in the garden. Lifting, reaching, pounding a hammer, cinching and tugging the rodent fence, wire cutters clamping, dirt in my sweat and sawdust in my eyes. I revel in a good… Continue reading One year ago today…
From There to Here
My spirit has been around the block. She is a tough old bitch with a pack of cigs rolled up in her sleeve. On the other hand, my body is new. How fascinating that each and every cell is filling out with newness, puffing up with each mitochondrial breath. I am getting to know this… Continue reading From There to Here
Come watch me pour my heart out in public next Saturday at the Bearsville Theater in Woodstock
Scar Tissue
The brain heals memories like scar tissue. Little pockets of betrayal, oozing pustules of heartbreak, shards of anger encapsulated, slowly covered up by a thin layer of skin and hardened there. If you’re lucky, if you massage the memory just a little but not too much, you’ll end up with a scar you can live… Continue reading Scar Tissue
A year of Breast Cancer in pictures
My port is gone!
I'm a little sore today, but it's nothing compared to the double mastectomy last July. The surgeon didn't have to go in and mess with the alloderm and implant, as the initial issue I was having has settled down. Aside from removing the port, he did a few little tweeks to the outer layer of… Continue reading My port is gone!
Melissa's Healing Hope 