by Havi Brooks | Jan 30, 2015 | my personal practice
A look at the good and the hard in my week, a ritual of reflecting. It is Friday and we are here. {a breath for Friday.} Good grief. Can I just say that this week had so many hard things in it, I could have completely filled up that section of the Chicken by last...
by Havi Brooks | Oct 7, 2014 | my personal practice
Content note: This post references suicide and a car accident. Grounded presence is recommended. ♡ The superpower of pre-emptive hugs. I want to say something, except I don’t know what exactly, about two particularly uncanny and fortuitous hugs. Late...
by Havi Brooks | Sep 27, 2013 | stuff I think about
Where I cover the good and the hard in my week, visiting the non-preachy side of ritual and self-reflection. It is Friday and we are here. With the glorious (glorrrrrrrrrrrious!) return of the wham boom. What worked? COLORS! I used colors to solve a problem, and I did...
by Havi Brooks | May 30, 2013 | stuff I think about
Deep breath. You will be okay. You are okay right now. A brief explanation. This letter is a reminder from slightly more conscious me who is not in the throes of panic and terror, written for sad, scared me who forgets what is true. It is part of my Book of Me, part...
by First Mate | Nov 27, 2012 | stucknesses & stuckification
At the Playground, where I work play, there is a very small treasure box. Whenever you remember something that hurts, you drop a tiny stone from the bowl of tiny stones into the treasure box. If it hurts a lot, you can drop more stones. All the stones! It’s...
