happy things my kitten Marble curling up in my lap, purring loudly till he falls asleep making plans to see my family in Tennessee being offered a cup of ice at the pool (they're fancy at the country club) the kids doing their chores without being asked watching my friends fight for relationship - even …
Let me be clear. My encouragement to you to "tell the truth and say it out loud" does not have anything to do with attacking one another with stored up frustrations. It is about being honest with ourselves first; to stop hiding in excuses and pain, stop fooling ourselves about what is really holding us …
Continue reading "My journey with EMDR trauma therapy and what I have learned so far"
Therapy is like an unwelcome friend that barges into your house at the most inconvenient times... and camps out on your couch. You love your friend, but really? Right now? Just when you wanted to settle in with book 5 of Harry Potter and get lost for a while. I've had lots of counseling... loads. …
Summer is a wasteland. A floating myriad of lost hours and extra daylight. We make a point of doing nothing on purpose around my house in the summer, just to balance out all the "have to's" of the school season. It is the way I do it, which doesn't say much for the way it …
(For part one, click here) (For part two, click here) Ally opened her eyes. The sun shone warm on her skin, the sand beneath her was her cradle. She lay very still, listening to the sound of the waves caressing the sand. The night had passed and the sky was once again a clear, brilliant …
Continue reading "Ally: The Story of an Ocean Girl (part 3, the star song)"
To read part one go here Ally spent hours going deeper and deeper into the ocean, trying to stop the ache in her heart. She learned how to dive under the strong waves and ride them back to the shore. She swam out over the reefs and explored the intricate lace of the coral, making …
Continue reading "Ally: The story of an ocean girl (part two, dark night of the soul)"
In my last blog (which you can see here) I wrote the phrase “...it made more sense than anything in my god-forsaken life” - and I added, “because i’ve been feeling god-forsaken.” I said this as an afterthought of sorts and I realize people reading my blog don’t really know me and don’t know where …
So I'm in therapy. Reading that line back makes me chuckle. I've always known i was a little crazy, it's about time i go to a professional. When Larisa... (i still can't write her name next to the word)... passed, i had a grand revelation and a fire was lit under my directionless hind-end (that's …
we jump on. we jump off. we scroll. we laugh at kittens and fume at political views opposite our own. we are stalkers of people we don't know, getting a feeling of connection that doesn't exist. elijah told me there was a segment on Anderson Cooper that explained how apps were designed to be the most …
it's not that easy, coming out of hiding. let's be real. just ask the Lady of Shallot. the reason we retreat into a safe little hiding place inside is because the world doesn't feel like a safe place to be. we aren't stupid. we know that when we are vulnerable it will be used against …
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