I shared my first ever course with a small group of womxn in June. For months prior I’d been envisioning a workshop, ideas flowing from pen to paper in random spots in my journal. At some point I realized I had more than a workshop in those notes, which were a culmination of my personal healing experience, my professional training, and my education. So, six womxn gathered with me virtually, mid-pandemic, to explore the foundations for a course in self-awareness. This trial run—and their invaluable feedback on the course format and content—led me to the version of Self-Awareness | The Course that I’ve been sharing with […]
Vulnerable. It’s the word that resonated for me the moment a doctor pulled our daughter from my womb, and it’s the one that I return to when I’m contemplating motherhood. My whole heart was suddenly outside of my body the day she was born. I knew this would expand my capacity to feel and to love, and I also knew that my heart would get farther and farther away from its protective cage as my daughter grew, expanding my capacity to feel that vulnerability. Surrendering to this lesson, this truth, has not been easy.
At the time I also remember wondering if they added a sizeable dose of guilt […]
Our family had an important decision to make this week. For the first time in a long time, I struggled to connect with what felt good and right for me and my family.
Despite the challenge, there were nuggets of goodness in this process. One was the reminder of my continuous evolution. I realized the uncomfortable sensations and feelings that accompanied this process, while distantly familiar, are no longer an everyday thing. For me, the “Big D” feelings that understandably come with Big D (or seemingly life-altering) decisions plagued me even with inconsequential decisions. Another nugget of goodness was the opportunity to take a coaching approach with myself. After some time spinning my […]
I recently posted on Instagram that I’m feeling the pull to rest and reflect, to go inward. This great awakening is offering me so many opportunities for healing, and rest is a crucial part of that healing. We’re almost halfway through 2020—this pull to rest and reflect is my body is syncing up with the time and season so I can create space for integration of all the work in the first half of this year.
In this spirit, I thought I’d share a short list of some of the ways I’m healing and learning right now. I feel like it’s important to […]
I’m an empath who’s still learning to find my edge. Empathy and sensitivity are superpowers when wielded well, but this superpower can feel like a heavy weight when I’m unclear about where I end and others begin. Boundaries are essential.
I’ve been feeling this weight a lot lately, which is a signal for me to return to myself. One way I do this is through journaling and writing. Putting words on paper creates space for my truth and my edge to emerge. One of my readers gave me some touching feedback this week—she told me to keep writing; that the world needs to hear what I have to say. I hope that when […]
I love this picture of my mom and me.
When I was younger, this photo reminded me that my mom was not only my mom. I could glimpse her as a daughter, a sister, a wife, a friend, a co-worker, and a woman with experiences, feelings, needs, and interests of her own, independent of me. I was in awe of this and of her.
My mom always laughed when she talked to her best friend. She still does. When I was young, this felt like another glimpse into my mom as not only my mom. She was someone else, too. And that felt good. I felt her laughter in […]
Hippie (noun): a person, typically young, especially in the late 1960s and early 1970s, who believed in peace, was opposed to many of the accepted ideas about how to live, had long hair, and often lived in groups and took drugs.
My daughter’s tween friends recently labeled her “the hippie” of their group. While part of me cringed at the act of assigning a label, part of me cheered inside. I suspect they weren’t referring to the long hair or the drugs. I suspect, rather, that they connected my almost-twelve-year-old with the idea that hippies don’t conform to societal norms. This, I think, can be […]
Fear. Worry. Anxiety. I know them all intimately. I have years of experience healing through anxiety. And as a mom I now hold my kiddo’s hands as they walk through their own flavors of anxiety.
Anxiety is high in our collective consciousness. Even though I’m not feeling overwhelmed by it myself, I can still sense physiological changes in my body. The concern I feel for the vulnerable among us weighs on my heart. I also feel a bit confused and disoriented as we orient to a new, albeit temporary, normal (I’m suddenly trying on the homeschooling that I’ve wondered about). Everyone’s experience looks and feels a bit different, and still, we’re […]
I’m still learning how to be who I know I am.
There was a time when I was disconnected from my essence. I was trying to find myself, although I wasn’t lost. Rather, I was yearning to re-member myself. I was, quite literally, trying to reconnect all the parts of me to each other. Healing has called for increasing levels of self-awareness, and this self-awareness has, in turn, offered the deep healing of remembering myself, even as I evolve through space and time. And yet, I’m still learning how to be who I know I am in a culture that has often asked me to be […]
I’m not fond of the term “flu season.” I tend to think of this time of year as the season of inadequate sunshine coupled with excessive proximity to others. This cooler, darker time of year may also equate to eating differently, exercising differently, consuming media and alcohol differently, and even thinking and emoting differently than we do in the warmer, brighter months. All of these things, among others, can make us more susceptible to the viral and bacterial agents that proliferate in cooler temperatures. And then, when we do develop symptoms in response to a cold or flu virus, how we respond to them has a profound impact on how […]