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Uneasy Slumber
Dear Conscience, Trying to get up, but I can’t find my feet. Maybe if I stop burdening myself with the guilt of inaction, it will become easier to move. Sitting in the park, my daughter sleeping in the stroller, enjoying the breeze. Sincerely, B. Continue reading
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Lost
Dear Conscience, I’ve lost my way a little. It felt like I had stepped onto the right path last week. Then a storm came and wiped that path away. There is no going back to that same path, it simply isn’t there anymore. But I always have a hard time letting go and moving on. Continue reading
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From Holiday Dread to Holiday Inspiration
Dear Conscience, The holidays…. Most of my life I didn’t think much of them. Then I thought that probably having the rituals is nice. A nice family memory and point of connection. Though I don’t really like going through the motions. Probably because I don’t feel entirely relaxed around the side of the family that Continue reading
About Me
I got my first nickname when I was 4 years old. It was “bakitza”, which means ‘an old lady’. I’ve always been an old lady on the inside. And as I progress towards being an old lady on the outside too, I want to take control of this journey. To reach the full fledged bakitza level with a peace of mind I always associated with that life stage. I thought it would come on it’s own with age. But now I realize that I have to take control over the mess that my life currently is in order to be a thoroughly satisfied bakitza one day.
Becoming Bakitza 