My mom was not raised to believe she could be anything. She was raised to see herself as a traditional woman – wife, mother, housekeeper. My mom grew up a child of the depression, the oldest child and a girl. She was taught to be frugal, assume nothing, behave like a lady, and take her place in a man’s world.
This is an article written by me, published by Edge magazine Unplugged It’s amazing to me how I never even noticed the low-grade anxiousness I was feeling. Always looking, always checking, never wanting to miss or be missed. The first time my husband dared me to leave my phone behind we were just dating. I grew up in an era
The following is part of the intro to the eBook I’m writing on meditation. I started having panic attacks after I separated from my now ex-husband. It was an incredibly stressful time for all sorts of reasons from family shame, to personal shame, to how to survive as a single Mom and pay the bills and how I was ruining
While working with a client a while back, Spirit delivered a message I knew, but seemed so much more poignant at this time. It was a message about energy and attachment. Negativity is everywhere, and I mean everywhere right now. Normally kind, generous people are turning into monsters before my eyes. I find myself getting heated about things I typically couldn’t give
Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve gotten pretty good at being in the middle of some total crazy rant in my mind or having my emotional body all tied up in a knot, and realizing something is wrong. I’m pretty sure I’m a genius. On this particular day I was standing in my kitchen making breakfast when it occurred to
My husband and I spent recently spent a couple of weeks traveling in Europe. I love Europe, I really do. Yes, for the cathedrals, and the history, cobblestone streets, the people and the food, and well, pretty much everything. If there is one struggle while we’re there it is, like many Americans, my husband and I only speak English. Typically,
A couple of months ago, I was in the Doctor’s office interviewing a new primary care practitioner. Yes, I said interviewing. I have never believed in the mentality of just doing whatever some doctor once-upon-a-time told me to do, and not all care practitioners are created equal. I like a practitioner who treats me like an intelligent human being. I
Many people rejoiced as the clock turned past midnight and left 2019 behind. For lots of people, it was a tough year driven by some intense emotion. I’d like to say parting is such sweet sorrow, but for some of the people I’ve talked to, there was no sorrow involved. It was more of a “see ya, don’t let the