Today's Shedding Skin Writing Practice gave me a lift: In the meantime I look up. Lifting my eyelids is like lifting heavy weights. To keep from looking down, I’m determined to direct my attention.
“Stop pushing against me.” She said. You’d think she’d say it louder with more force. Yet in her quiet, I felt strength and determination. A simple clear demand. She barely faced her palm up at me and gestured STOP. I got it. And just as silent, I took one small step backward. I landed on... Continue Reading →