I have four phrases of hope. I’ve collected them over the last five years since I went through burnout and subsequent recovery. They carry me through the tough moments when I feel like life is too relentless and I can’t catch a break. They help me regain perspective and keep me from hyperventilating. I guess I would call them my life-lines.
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4 Simple Ways to Be Kind to Yourself
I find it difficult to be kind to myself. I am my own harshest critic, taskmaster and mean-faced bully. I have been for many years already. I would probably continue to be, except that I have encountered grace and found it to be a much more enjoyable way of living. So I’m learning how to be kinder to myself; to be hospitable to my own soul and to extend generosity to the person I most closely live with.
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Confessions of a Former Ballerina: How Ballet Shaped and Scarred Me
I used to be a ballerina. Not a professional, but a pretty darned serious dancer. I danced for fifteen years, beginning at the tender age of 3. And towards the end of my “career,” I was at the studio 7 days a week, dancing for 1.5 to 3 hours a day. Looking back, I can say that ballet was woven into the fabric of my being as only something that played a part of my most formative years could be.