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Expectations and Reflection

Posted on May 1, 2023May 1, 2023 by Amalia Sletmoe

After graduating from Whitman in 2015, I thought I would go back to school a lot sooner. Then I learned to love not being a student. I built a beautiful life that involved setting up a home for myself, jobs with wonderful people, and exploring my neighborhood and city – learning to love it. I…

Laundry Island

Everything That Matters

Posted on July 7, 2022July 7, 2022 by Amalia Sletmoe

In a lifetime that feels long ago, but also present, I listened to a life-changing book. I followed that author from book to podcast and back and forth again. Now she shows up in my email on a semi-regular basis. Cheryl Strayed changed her life when she packed up and decided to hike the Pacific…

Saying Goodbye to Church

Posted on April 10, 2022April 10, 2022 by Amalia Sletmoe

The last time I went to church for myself was Sunday, June 28th, 2015. Two days after the victorious decision on Obergefell v. Hodges. I think I needed to see for myself. Apart from a couple years spent in Norway, I attended the same church my entire childhood. I felt at home there. Every week…

Is Safety Guaranteed?

Posted on January 17, 2022January 17, 2022 by Amalia Sletmoe

Fearful in Friendship I have written before about friendships that have ended and how that leaves me wondering whether I can own any part of our relationship. Are the memories of fun adventures, bonding, and togetherness still filed under “happy times?” Do I transfer them to “unhappy memories?” Or do I try to ignore them…

My Body, Myself: Learning to Eat and Love

Posted on July 25, 2021January 18, 2022 by Amalia Sletmoe

I don’t remember a time when I had a healthy relationship with food. I’m sure when I was very small, I ate to satisfy my intuition and had no internal dialogue or shame about the choices I was making. Obviously when I was very young, I did not criticize or dislike my own body. I…

I Don’t Know What That’s Going to Look Like

Posted on September 19, 2020September 19, 2020 by Amalia Sletmoe

I do not think anyone needs me to summarize for them why life has been so difficult this past week, month, year. Everyone I have talked to is feeling the pain, uncertainty, and sadness. There is a lot of sadness in our lives right now. I am trying to figure out how to move forward….

Out of Control

Posted on July 11, 2020September 19, 2020 by Amalia Sletmoe

Living with an emotional burden If you only have time for one new thing today, please skip my blog and instead check out Natal. This podcast is about having a baby while Black in the United States. As a lover of mothers and babies, it captured my attention and shares stories I had not heard….

Taking a Break in the Form of Hard Work

Posted on June 27, 2020June 26, 2020 by Amalia Sletmoe

If you only have time to read one thing today, please skip my blog and read this article from Tiara Darnell published by Portland Monthly Magazine. I spend a lot of time thinking and a lot of time thinking about how I am thinking. I can easily get lost inside my brain. While I enjoy…

Black Lives Matter

Posted on June 13, 2020June 13, 2020 by Amalia Sletmoe

I acknowledge the injustice, I accept responsibility for complacency, and I vow to listen, learn, and fight. I have intentionally taken a couple weeks off from posting to my blog, but I realize that just being silent without an explanation is not useful. Although my blog audience is small, I do not believe that gives…

Can Friendships Please Never End?

Posted on May 23, 2020May 22, 2020 by Amalia Sletmoe

Why does it hurt so much when friendships end? In a perfect world, I would remain friends with everyone forever. I would have time and energy to maintain every friendship. I would have memory capacity for everyone’s birthday and life events. Every time I saw an old friend I would be filled with joy and…

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