Finnegan Begin Again

The title’s from movie with Robert Preston (Victor/Victoria, The Music Man). I never saw it, but love the title. It came to mind as I thought about getting back to writing. My first instinct was to start a completely different blog. How could I go back to writing this one over a year after I said I was starting again, but did nothing? Well, turns out, all I had to do was show up. Now for some folks out there, that may seem like a no brainer, but for me with the voices of critics and perfectionists running through my head telling me not to embarrass myself by coming back, and that people will talk about me, it’s a process that has to be worked out.

1) The easy thing is to start something new and shiny. It takes courage to return when things didn’t go the way you planned the first time.

2) Who are these people? Only 20 or so people (even that may be a stretch) read this blog before I stopped writing, and none of them wrote saying they were lost with out it so I think we’re good. If someone did talk about me, they’re not part of my tribe. My tribe is about getting out there and trying things, and having to regroup and re-evaluate.

Now, here I am. To catch up, I did the Esprit de She sprint triathlon in San Diego in October, and 2 day Avon Walk in Charlotte in November 2014. I rolled my ankle in Charlotte, and haven’t done anything of note since November. There was some recreational swimming. Lately, my right knee has been causing me pain (I’ve hyper-extended it multiple times, had a bucket handle tear resulting in surgery and a bike crash where it slammed into the ground). After years of taking the knee and my body for granted, I’m in physical therapy. All I can say is, if you get injured, properly rehab your body. The doctor and I are going to make the rounds through my injuries starting with my knee to create a whole, aligned body.

Not an earth shattering post, but words are on the page. Yay! If there’s something you put down, but want to do again, I say to you, “Finnegain begin again!” Don’t wait. Do it.



Just Living Life


I’d planned to go off and do a bunch of writing, and whole site revamp. Didn’t happen. Work to over, and an old health issue popped up. I found myself not scheduling and writing much less redesigning anything. To keep myself from allowing yet another idea fall by the wayside, I’m just gonna keep showing up here (posting consistently once or twice a week) until I plan out the new site and content design.

The big lesson, which keeps coming back to me, is to show up as I am. Not some polished, shiny version. Be myself and the rest of life will take care of itself.


Invincible Summer

Invincible Summer

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger — something better, pushing right back.” ~ Albert Camus

A friend gifted this quote to me yesterday. The words resonanted so deep I almost started crying. Life has been beaten, bruised and broken me. Yet, there is something in me that keeps gathering together to stand up. This time ’round instead of seeing the broken and bruised pieces of myself as weaknesses, I see them as beautiful war wounds like in the Japanese art of Kintsugi. You only get this kind of beauty, depth and scarring by engaging life.

Monday, I’m heading into another Crossfit box. A friend suggested his center. It sounds like a great community, and the classes look fun. Venturing into reclaiming fitness makes me nervous. As a survivor of sexual assault, the idea of a smaller, less powerful body, and more conventionally attractive is scary and feels quite vulnerable. I have to trust that no matter what I’ll be ok. I have so far. It hasn’t been easy, but I’ve come through rough, dark experiences. Life is slowly getting better. Along with trust, in the moments of fear and doubt, I must also remember that invincible summer that rages in me.


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When Life Attacks…


There are days I’d like the world to stop so I can take a breath. The last time I wished that I wound up sick in bed for a week. From the holistic point of view, I completely understand about mind/body/spirit/emotion connection. I get why I got sick, but I don’t like it and didn’t appreciate it. Too many things to do to be sick. Or so I thought! (Always learning lessons.) Now my practice when life threatens to overtake me is to take a time out before a virus waylays me again.


Active meditation and prayer.

Get out for a walk.

Move to another room at home to be alone.

If at work, book a conference room to work in alone for 30 minutes.

Call a friend for a new perspective.


The time out feels as if it add oxygen to the air I’m breathing, and calms the buzzing in my head until I can resume taking it one day at a time.


Note: I found the image here close to the bottom of the page.

2 Women You Should Know

Today is really short. I’d intended a different post, but have rekindled a love affair with Jes at The Militant Baker and am falling for Ragen Chastain at Dances with Fat. Witty, intelligent women forwarding the Body Positive movement. I’ll let them introduce themselves with their own words.


Jes – The Militant Baker

Jes_The Militant Baker

“I strive to provide a place in the blogosphere that offers fresh and colorful perspective on what is presented as normal to those immersed in our gender bent, body loathing society. I love that the internet is an open forum and the only media that doesn’t have a universal one sided skew….I am here to support, contribute and join with other women that also challenge the status quo through their thoughts, lifestyles and self acceptance.”



Ragen Chastain – Dances with Fat

Ragen Chastain

“I believe that basic respect and the rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are not size dependent.  I believe that it is impossible to tell somebody’s health based on their size.  I believe that public health is about making options for health  affordable and accessible to everyone, not making fat people’s bodies the public’s business. And I believe in respecting whatever choices others make about their bodies, whether or not they are the choices I would make.”







Beautiful and Broken

Beautiful and Broken

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” ~ Ernest Hemingway

The vase in the picture was repaired by Kintsukuroi or Kintsugi.  “Kintsukuroi or Kintsugi is the Japanese art of repairing chipped and cracked ceramics with gold so that the object becomes more beautiful for having been broken.”  As I accept and love all of me, I begin to see beauty and strength in places where once all I saw was shame and weakness.


Note: The photograph is Shoki Imari vase with kintsugi by David Morrison Pike.