Tag Archives: peace

A Bit Better

By: Gabriela Yareliz I saw a question in passing the other day— what could make your life 17% better this week? Let’s go— Not getting slapped in the face by the napkin on the street that gets swept up by the wind and flies wildly looking for its next victim. (Sick). Getting some appointments bookedContinue reading “A Bit Better”

Lessons from Unburdened

By: Gabriela Yareliz I loved Dorit Kemsley’s book, Unburdened. These were some highlights for me: “Resilience without boundaries can quietly become self-punishment. I had always believed pushing through was strength.” “I care deeply. That will never change. But caring no longer means absorbing. Loving no longer means overlooking. Supporting no longer means silencing myself.” “OnceContinue reading “Lessons from Unburdened”

The Duty for Weary Seasons

By: Gabriela Yareliz I finished reading Tish Harrison Warren’s book on resilience, What Grows in Weary Lands. It is a gem, as all her books are. It had takeaways such as: “But I can wait. I can keep going. The practices of our faith, acts of perseverance and trust that may feel futile, are atContinue reading “The Duty for Weary Seasons”

Deepest Responsibility

My morning reading included this line from Sarah Ban Breathnach: “It is not only our right at certain times to say ‘no’; it is our deepest responsibility.” Sharing it here, in case you need it, too.

Soul Cure

By: Gabriela Yareliz There are weeks where we fall into old patterns of behavior, and we do not take proper care of ourselves. We all have them. This week, while sick no less, it was one of those weeks for me. I was doing my exercise routine but definitely overdid it at work. Falling backContinue reading “Soul Cure”

Hi! Hi!

From my throne of crumpled tissues. By: Gabriela Yareliz Greetings from the couch, where I sit like a queen surrounded by tissues. It has been a sniffly one. I am slowly regaining my ability to breathe through my nose. My nose is drying up. Bless. Yesterday, was a meaningful Tunnel to Towers. Due to theContinue reading “Hi! Hi!”

Broadax

By: Gabriela Yareliz I was reading the piece on Annie Dillard’s life and recent death. It made me think a lot about writing. About life. How many hours does any of us have left? We spend so much time in unconscious living; engaging in habits and actions we do on autopilot. How much conscious lifeContinue reading “Broadax”

Back to School

By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s back-to-school season. It’s in the air, thick, in NYC because suddenly the trains are packed, and I write this smashed up against a set of train car doors. The keedz are back. FOMO and nostalgic joy take over as we see the footage of game days around the South— college footballContinue reading “Back to School”