Befriend Your True Self + Walk in Freedom, Health and Joy
Inside: You can embrace that you are strength and struggle and it is good. You can trust yourself – you are wise. You can be afraid and messy and still show up fully to life. Here are some of the ways I overcome fear. My anxiety has been spiking lately again (2018). I always need to …
Inside: Self-care tips to help you stay healthy in the darker months: I love the flitting beauty of fall but if I’m to weather well the long dark months of winter, I must thoughtfully prepare. My physical and mental wellness depends upon it. This post contains some carefully chosen referral links. The rain comes down, …
I have been crying a lot these past days. I haven’t been quite feeling myself all year. It started with me giving up one of my last crutches. Wine took the edge off my anxiety and allowed me to feel more at ease in social situations, including family gatherings. After giving up wine, my weight started …
For the past two decades, I have chopped, sautéed and soaked my way around cultural food preferences, food allergies, and food anxiety. I have negotiated with teens sometimes frustrated by my real-food standards. Non-compliant food budgets have been wrangled into submission and I have relaxed at table, organic coffee in hand, delightedly crafting menu plans. …
Inside: In seasons of transition one of the wisest things we can do is rest and allow ample space to restore before stepping into what’s next. This post includes referral links. It’s easy to become distracted or discouraged, forget truths we once knew, or begin doubting ourselves and the path we are on. But sometimes life …
We can all experience a measure of anxiety at times in our lives – a sense of worry, unease, nervousness, or apprehension. Sometimes this is tied to a particular and definable circumstance – waiting on a medical diagnosis, experiencing loss of a job or loved one, or preparing for an important exam, as examples. But many people, young and …
Sensitive content: suicidality, depression I tried to die three times between the ages of fourteen and eighteen. Nothing horrible had happened to me. My parents loved me and I was safe and provided for. But I didn’t want to exist – I didn’t feel like I was cut out for this world and wanted to …
