Category Archives: Self Care

Light of the Firefly

Light of the Firefly © twyatt2022
It's a little cooler. Still humid though. Damp, overcast, still. Quiet — eerily so. 

It's a busy day. Several zoom meetings, groceries to get, and then I need to make one more phone call this afternoon.

I am very upset. I have gained back all the weight I slaved to take off three years ago. I don't like the way I look, or the way this feels. But, I am the same soul inside this puffy coat.

All roads out of this “coat” lead to grief. There is sadness in giving up my favorite foods — cookies, in particular. And, hope is dashed in feeling young again — lighter, less trapped and controlled by how tight these jeans feel.

Without much thought, I slip into old defaults of creating calendars with harsh diets and fantastical weight goals, followed by the predictable genuflect at the WW altar app. I pull up just in time to remember and write:

One day at a time. 
This day at this time.

It really is about one day at a time. This body. This mind, and most importantly — this soul. 

What does this soul want most of all? 

To be loved. To express. To be allowed to imagine and play as a soul alone, and a soul with others.

Long after the flesh has rotted and the bones have turned to dust, 
this soul will carry on.
Its light and energy bound to nothing and everything and everywhere without a how.
I can know this when the fires of fear fade to smoke,
and the smoke of yesterday’s stories clear — if but for a moment. 
Maybe no longer than the firefly’s short glory against the darkening sky, 
but long enough at least, 
to light one speck of space in the humid blanket hovering over the bean field.

Well Wishes

I was journaling this morning about disappointment in the scale and in myself. Then an idea came:

What if I dropped into this body, as it is today, from outer space and no time? No expectation, control, or history of disappointment or pain in hearing ‘tub of lard’ as a teen?

I’d look around it, inventory all the working parts, look under the hood and kick the tires and determine that ‘she’s got a few good years in her yet’. (I’m 67.) Relatively healthy. No major diseases and all fingers and toes and senses accounted for.

I took a sip of gratitude from the well of real, not should.

Then, I saw my sense of entitlement.

I had never seen or owned this before. I saw how all of my life I had hated what my body was and wasn’t. I was busy drinking Diet Rite Cola, then Tab, then diet Coke and binging on pizza in the dark. All the while mad and confused because I was big, not small. Somewhere believing that the ‘small’ women were the good women. The women of value.

In response to this old and familiar reflection I heard that new word coming out of this broken record song: entitlement.


And a real question:

Where did I get the idea that I was entitled to eat without restraint AND be slimmer than the average?

After the horror and embarrassment of seeing (and feeling) this honesty come forward, a measure of self compassion sneaked in as well. Then, I returned to reading from my meditation books and ultimately landing


Today I am agreeing to love my body-self as I am right now—as I have been dropped into this good healthy miracle of flesh and thinking, spirit and senses without any of my doing or merit.

This morning I am making a decision to support myself with good choices. This includes connecting here, and wishing all of us well too.

One day at a time.

This day.



the act or process of infusion // an infusion of new ideas [love]

Purpose: reset and re-establish a more loving relationship with my Self

How: infuse conscious acts of self-care and love during a chosen window of time

Personal love language for self care: Meditation & prayer, walks, water, eating with integrity*, journaling, meeting with friends, support of others, rest

Timeframe: Nov 1 – Nov 24, with possible renewal

Accountability: 1) to my Self and my journal 2) support others who show up

*Eating with Integrity (personal choices during this specific timeframe): fruits, veggies, grains, nuts, eggs and fish before 7pm

  • Breakfast: oatmeal, almond milk, fruit, seeds, eggs or nut butters
  • Lunch: veggies and grains
  • Dinner: veggie soup before 7pm
  • Snacks: fruits, nuts, veggies

NOTE TO READERS: I welcome text connection during this infusion timeframe if this feels like loving support to your own reset of self care. Contact me through the above CONTACT link about staying connected between now and November 24, 2021.