Entries by Melanie Bates

There’s Not Enough Time (& Other Crackpot Illusions)

I’ve been thinking about time a lot lately. Specifically: Where has it all gone? How can I get more of it? Why’s it moving so damn fast? I have none. Is it really possible to bend it? (Keep reading.) Last week I had a short coaching session with one of Martha Beck’s Master Coaches – […]

The Arctic Tundra of My Soul

I haven’t had much to say. Maybe you’ve noticed. More likely you were busy fighting with family over the turkey neck , making popcorn garland interspersed with bright red cranberries and hiding your kid’s frightening Furby on the back shelf at the top of your closet.  Perhaps you’ve been hanging out in said closet, below […]

A New Way to Set “Resolutions”

Maybe it’s the Virgo in me, but I actually like New Year’s “Resolutions.” I also enjoy taking the hundreds of books off of my book shelf each year, caressing them gently with a dust cloth, making out with them, and adding them to the book app on my phone, so that I don’t buy the […]

The Power in Perimenopause – Part 2

This isn’t over. Me and this… menopause… perimenopause… just o’ pause. I just went to the grocery store and, while standing over the pre-baked lemon-herbed chickens, I had this overwhelming urge to rip my Rock & Republic jeans off. Like right in the front of the chubby-cheeked children still in their church clothes begging their […]

The Pause in Perimenopause – Part 1

Oh. Dear. God. Above… I think I’m having hot flashes. Is it menopause? Perimenopause? Just-o’-pause? Come on baby, light my fire? I’ve never worried about the “change of life” before. Ever. I mean I’ve actually looked forward to it after years of Stage IV Endometriosis and cramps that have left me crying, cuddled in the […]

The Helper

All signs point to the fact that I’m a helper. A giver. The right-hand. Over the past twenty-five years I’ve taken test after test and read book after book: Myers Briggs, Enneagram, Linda Goodman’s Sun Signs, astrology, the color code, you name it, and continually found that I’m the helper. Hell, I was even born […]

The Icy Waters of Online Dating

I’m exhausted. And I’ve only been dating online for about three months after taking a three and a half year hiatus from the opposite sex. The rules have changed, ladies. About six months ago I created a profile on one of those online dating sites drizzled with pink hearts and percentages of a match to […]

Politics, Schmolitics

I’m about to admit something very un-American. I hate politics. I suck at politics. I don’t understand politics. I think this began when I was five and I stood in the hallway of our single wide trailer, clutching my Baby Alive with the wet bum (the Baby Alive, not me), and had severe angst as […]

What I Learned from Falling in Love…

“Gamble everything for love, if you’re a true human being. If not, leave this gathering. Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses.” Rumi You can try to avoid love all you want. You can decide you’re not ready to date […]