The mind is seductive. It’ll pull you in from anywhere, for any reason, at any time. It’ll convince you that you’re not doing enough, that you’re not OK in the space that you occupy and that you should be doing something else. The mind is sexy. It sounds real. It sounds true. It even sounds …
I was good, until I looked at you, and I looked at your outsides. I was good, until I compared myself to you all, and to all of your “glitter”. I was good, until I got dragged along by my tiredness, instead of dancing along with the gratitude I knew I felt waking up this …
I thought I was mad. I thought I was fat. I thought I had to change a routine that’s been working for me for some time now. I thought I had something to fix. About myself, about my circumstances, about the shit I think I see and have something to do about. But I wasn’t, …
I really am the problem. I am my irritation. I am my anger. I am my paralysis by analysis. I am my fear. I am the only version of the truth as I can see it, and all of the formerly mentioned are simply extended versions of that truth, in the moment. Me being the …
Just keep going. I have thought a lot about this over the last few days, as the pull is to “start over” with the all too familiar New Year’s resolutions. I don’t want that anymore. I don’t want to keep resolving to do things differently- I want to keep going. I want to tweak some …
I underestimate what it takes; what it takes to run on less sleep than I prefer, what it takes to climb when the rest of my body is tired, what it takes to lift when I’m already spent. I underestimate what it takes to be present for each and every moment of my day; each …
Don’t be in such a hurry, Alison. I wish that novelty came from my own sense of wellness, but it didn’t. It came from an external source, a voice of reason, that can have an unbiased and unattached observation of my running away from whatever it is I am afraid, which usually results in a …
For many of us, the Holidays are hard. For me, Christmas especially. I don’t know what it is (other than the litany of movies and societal notions and childhood fantasies imprinted in my mind), but I have this Hallmarkesque idea in my head of how things should be, how they should look, and how they …
Everyone seeks. Not everyone tells. I tell it. It was hard to pick a website name. You wouldn’t think it’d be that serious, but if you know me, I tend to make everything that fucking serious and that is both an asset, and a liability. My old website was easy: alisonhaase.com. Plan A was to …
Welcome. Thank you for sharing this space with me, and for allowing me the opportunity to open some doors that you may not have believed were available to you. The intention of this blog is to be real, to relay my experiences as they have happened and continue to happen as I perceive them to …