My Father's Toast at Our Wedding
By Mike Connelly September 28, 2019 "Twenty-eight years ago Sandy and I decided to get married. For months we planned the outdoor wedding...
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- Apr 9, 2019
Being in relationship with others is what I do for a living...
Being in relationship with others is what I do for a living. Trying to interact, communicate, connect, and be with others with as much...
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- Apr 1, 2019
Six years of ❤️
In the midst of wedding planning and mutual work craziness, we almost forgot that this week marks SIX YEARS of being together. ✨ I’ll be...
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- Mar 21, 2019
On Social Media
I have been thinking a lot about social media recently; my presence here, how I show up and what it means in the grander scheme of...
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- Feb 20, 2019
Favorite things about Japan!
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- Feb 13, 2019
But what if I didn't have anxiety?
Feeling like I need to try to explain again to my therapist that I want to not have anxiety because it sucks, but also that I have...
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- Feb 8, 2019
Studentship.
Tonight I am leading the Opening Circle of Yoga Union’s 2019 200hr Yoga Teacher Training. It will be the the fourth year that I have been...
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- Dec 4, 2018
• kind but firm •
More than anything else, this year I learned about boundaries. And not in the easiest ways. I started 2018 with the realization that...
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- Oct 25, 2018
Connection.
I told you all that I would be honest here. Because, while social media obviously has the ability to create facade and disconnection, I...
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- Sep 15, 2018
Mud & Mess.
This month has been full of big time changes and transitions, some I was ready for, some not so much. I have a lot of thoughts and feels...
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- Sep 2, 2018
Storms happen.
We woke up early this morning to get on a boat to visit the cove where we spread my Oma’s ashes three years ago. We sat on the beach in...
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- Jun 11, 2018
Sea Glass // Grief
I have nothing intelligent to say about death. Only that it hurts, that sudden gasping void, and that for those who are left on this...
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