And that's strange. I've been one of those people who break computers. I don't mean I throw them in a fit of rage or anything. Tech guys will say they've never seen anything like it - the issues that I will get. They won't be able to fix them. It can be phones, computers, refrigerators. At one point, many years ago, my husband and I had a business together. Our phones went down. Incoming calls weren't coming in and they were getting a message that our phone was out of service. We had advertising out. We were hanging on by a thread in the 2008/2009 era - and our phones were acting dead. My computer went down, the refrigerator and stove went down. When I took the computer in to a repair guy, I told him all the issues we were having and he quietly asked if we lived on some sort of sacred burial ground or something. That's the context. The company I used to work for had new software that worked for everyone else but me. The tech guys tried everything. Just - internal energy? I met a lady who said she could never wear watches for the exact same reason. Her energy made the hands go backwards. So, with that in mind - the fact that I've been struggling through tech issues with my Podcast - it's on YouTube, but I want it on Spotify. iMovie, iPhone, Windows, Spotify is not a path that's pretty or really possible. I just remembered I have an iPad, so that's helping, but it's still just conundrums after conundrums. And I'm staying calm and not falling apart or crying. That feels like real progress. Like I'm being a grown up!!

Good morning - I was up until the wee hours of the morning writing and I'd like to share here. On our Podcast for Holding Orbit for Writers - my other community - we talked last night about what we're writing, what we're working on. Just this weekend, my book took another huge side plunge into learning to love my mother better. It just happened out of the blue. Because we were talking about it, and I committed to doing this as my core work. The wound I need to write about - I started writing...

Today, while talking with my sister about some stressful moments with our elderly parents, she suddenly yelled, “Serenity now!” We both cracked up. What made it even better was that we’d just been talking about alchemy — about writing as a way to work through what irritates us, what softens us, and what we inherit. So I yelled back, “Alchemy NOW!” And just like that, I had a new phrase to carry with me. When my mom gets on my nerves — and she does — I can catch myself and think: Alchemy NOW! This is something I get to write about. A place to look for softness. For understanding. For love — for her, for me, and for my own boys. So I’ve started what I’m calling a Mom Box — a place for snippets, memories, frustrations, tenderness, parenting reflections. The good and the hard. I’m letting it all land and trusting the art to show me what needs healing. This is what I’m alchemizing right now. 👉 If you want to share: What are you working through — and how is your art helping you process it? Raw or finished is welcome. This is a place to flex. And laughing at ourselves is absolutely allowed. 👉 And just for fun: If you're a Seinfeld fan like me - what is one of your favorite scenes from the show? Photo by Elena Mozhvilo on Unsplash