Share Yes, I am a writer. Words are my media, my language of painting my truth. Words are how I attempt to compose a symphony of evocation and inspiration and stirring-you-up. Words are how I share myself, whether written or on video or in teaching a live class. But lately I’ve been doing some creativity [...]
Another Parable of a Spoon
Share Consider the spoon. The spoon did not decide to be a spoon. Her spooning is the natural expression of the fibers of her being. Even more, her spooning is the natural expression of her creator, embodied in this corporal existence inside the physicality of her, the spoon. It is that simple. It is that [...]
Why Some Truths Resonate, and Others Don't
Share This is a guest post written by Nathalie Lussier. This exploration of what truths resonate all started one morning when I was having breakfast with my insightful boyfriend Robin. We were sipping some green juice and the topic turned serious as we discussed the meaning of life. More than once we found each other [...]
twenty-eight days: misplacing my voice and other reasons to pick up a pen
Share The temporary excuse was the failure of a single digit. The diagnosis of osteoarthritis in the middle knuckle of my right ring finger – stiff, swollen – necessitating aleve and rest and splint and ice and the sticking of my flesh with needles. I couldn’t type. Couldn’t write. Was stuck with videos and hunt [...]
Cool and awesome (and why you can't be both)
Share Guest post by Catherine Caine. I am the Queen of Awesome. My partner – known as The Dude – is the Arch-Duke of Cool. I’ve learned many things from the last decade of observing us in the same situations. Awesome is expressive and unreserved. Delight, wonder, awe and joy are the compound ingredients of [...]
A Love Letter.
Share I love your everything. I love all of your light parts. Your creativity, your caring, your courage. Your smarts and intelligence and strength. Your love of learning and life and beauty. You sleeping at the foot of your daughter’s hospital bed every night, you willing to be naked in every blog post, the way [...]
There Is No Group. (aka Why I Might Drop Dead.)
Share I considered myself a speaker. Someone who is comfortable in front of an audience. A group. A camera. Who can connect with people, talk to anyone, convey a message. Even occasionally create a little scared space for transformation to occur. Until Sunday morning. When I realized that all my lofty considerations were just hiding [...]
Confidence, Whorlybrain, and Random Parades on Market Street
Share After spending a few hours early this morning fretting about the list of to do’s and could happens and what do they think’s, I wondered what I was missing. What is it that other people have that makes them so normal and balanced and even, while I’m losing my mind on a regular basis. [...]
Riots, Bullsh*t, and Calling It What It Is
Share I woke up this morning (and immediately checked my phone – yes, it is the first thing I do, even before putting on my glasses) & found a 3:13 AM text, wondering if I was okay with “all of craziness going on there, some rioting and such.” I confirmed my safety via text, and [...]
In Response to Drama, Trolls, and Inadequate Baristas
Share A few months ago (before I switched from Starbucks to Peet’s coffee), I was in desperate need of my triple grande nonfat nowhip mocha and the Starbuck’s barista was not moving fast enough for the deliverance of EPW from her sleep deprived haze. Augh! She drove me nuts – plodding along, frowning, doing just [...]






I'm Elizabeth Potts Weinstein, a writer, teacher, and coach.