Tag: mental health
peace
It’s one of those rare moments of quiet. Noah went down for his nap a half hour earlier than normal, Peter is at church getting ready for service, and I am sitting with a cup of warmed up oolong tea, leftover from a Saturday hangout […]
loneliness, community & the church
This post has been a long time coming – a result of thoughts that have been mulling around in my brain for a while now. I wrote it in fits and starts, still struggling to squeeze time in to write in the crevasses of the […]
my most elemental self
Earth in its elemental form is smooth, shiny wet and a motley of muted colors. The Tawas lake bed I spent the morning picking up rocks from the sandbed, turning them over in my hand as I waded ankle-deep in the cool lake water. It’s […]
Lent in the MRI
“Vivienne?” the voice is both foggy and tinny at the same time, coming at me from some part of this white metal cylinder that currently encases my body. “Yes?” I raise my voice back at the white metal cylinder, hoping it can hear me above […]
rambling and wandering
I was waiting to write a post that was more well thought-out and structured. Something that could get published somewhere important. But a few days ago, I was reading through the old posts on my blog and realized I used to do a lot more […]
why labs should take more coffee breaks
I woke up one morning in the aftermath of one of those four-hour group lab dinners and knew I had to write this post. So, I rode my bike out in the drizzling rain to the only cafe open at 5:30a.m., set up camp with […]
מקווה tikvah: from qavah; literally, a cord; hope
This baby sweater was knitted as a stress response. It was 10:30a.m. on a Monday morning and I was home, instead of at lab. My project left at the desk of an overworked organic chemist, while I sat in my grey rolling chair, unable to […]
the asymptote of certainty and how we keep moving forward
Meredith Grey (Voice over) No one believes that their life will turn out just kind of okay. We all think we are going to be great. And from the day we decide to be surgeons, we are filled with expectation. Expectations of the trails we […]
stretching.
You’re supposed to breathe deep when you stretch. I was in a stretch class last Sunday, my legs hovering over the ground in a split position as I silently preached this to myself. “Breathe into it, Vivienne, relax….” the mantra so counter to all that […]
being stuck
“You just feel stuck.” The words sunk in my heart like stones. “Stuck,” she pushed around the soggy quinoa on the plate with her fork, “you know, when you don’t know where to go from here.” I had added too much water to the quinoa, […]