Structure creates freedom. I’ve seen this idea show up in several different places this week. It’s something I’ve talked about before, but it seems especially relevant right now. I have a love/hate relationship with structure. I hate to have my time scheduled rigidly by someone else— work, mostly— but at the same time, a day... Continue Reading →
I work both as a faculty person at a university and a clinical family nurse practitioner. This means some days, I have a butt-in-seat job where my presence is required in a certain place— to give healthcare or facilitate a class— and sometimes, my work is self-directed and self-paced. It’s relatively easy to balance the... Continue Reading →
JVN says this, sassily, to a freshly styled and confident Queer Eye guest of honor. He was joking, sure, but it makes me think about the idea that a lot of us want someone to give us permission, to validate our choices, to nod in approval at our plans. And you know what? That’s dumb.... Continue Reading →
I thought, for a second, I want to do that. But I also thought, No, I don’t. Not now, anyway. Interesting what you hear when you listen to yourself. I turned to my mom, and before I said anything, she said, “I’m going to do that.” She heard the same first part of the voice— but not the second. Oh, mom. You get it. You can do it.