Surrendering to the Undertow

and riding the waves ashore

Hello wonderful subscribers! I am so sorry I’ve been MIA. After turning in my book I melted into a blob of emotional processing. I’ve got a lot of plans for navel gazing this summer, which you will be hearing about in the next couple weeks.

For those of you that have cancelled your paid subscriptions…I totally understand. For those of you who haven’t; thank you. Please send me a message if you’d like me to tack on a couple free months for you. I am happy to do so. <3

In today’s newsletter I am writing about workaholism, the book publishing process, and my sobriety.

the familiar poppies of my old Seattle neighborhood

When I finished my book, I knew something awaited me.

I told my therapist about the river of concentrated energy that had been flowing into my book for the past five years. Once I turned it in, those energy particles surrounded me, suspended in the air like floating droplets of water, looking for direction. I floated with them, ungrounded.

We rarely talk about workaholism, but…