Marie’s Blog
The Hidden Weight of Being a Conscious White Person
This piece explores the unspoken emotional burden carried by white people who deeply want to do the right thing—those navigating interpersonal relationships with people of color while grappling with shame, boundaries, and the fear of getting it wrong.
The Quiet Revolution of Healing with AI
A growing number of people are quietly transforming their lives through deep, reflective conversations with AI—finding clarity, healing trauma, and reconnecting with their bodies in ways that traditional systems never made possible.
Stretching as Self-Trust: Relearning Safety in My Body
I used to think stretching was pointless—just a boring prelude to burning calories. But now I’m realizing it’s not about the stretch. It’s about learning to listen. My body wasn’t tight because it was stiff—it was tight because it never got the signal that it could let go. Now I’m learning how to send that signal, one small, quiet moment at a time.
Letting Go of the Mental Grip
I used to think I had to keep thinking to survive. That if I stopped, something terrifying would rise to meet me. Now I'm learning that what's underneath all that thinking isn't a void—it's just me. Me, as awareness. And I'm slowly building the tolerance to exist there.
What Chronic Tension Is Really Telling Me
I’m not broken for clenching all the time—I’m just a body that never learned what safety felt like. Letting go isn’t a fix. It’s a quiet, honest return.
Returning to Movement as a Relationship, Not a Rule
For the first time, I’m not thinking about hiking to burn calories. I’m thinking about walking through space and feeling alive in it. This shift isn’t about discipline—it’s about desire.
How Should I Live? Questions That Refuse to Be Neatly Answered
You don’t owe kindness, connection, or performance—but you can choose what kind of reality you want to inhabit. These aren’t moral obligations. They’re existential choices.
This Was Not a Choice: Naming the Truth About My Body
I didn’t become this size on purpose. My body is the result of compulsion, emotional neglect, and survival—not a symbol, not a statement, and not a failure to love myself.
Grounding Myself with Steve Martin’s Humanity
Years ago, imagining Steve Martin pooping helped me feel less alone in my existential spirals. Watching his recent documentary brought it full circle—and reminded me of the comfort in shared humanness.
When a Realization Finally Lands: How to Talk About What’s Changed
This isn’t about sharing new information—it’s about letting your friends know something finally settled inside you. Here’s how to explain the shift without over-explaining.