A Blessing Made Manifest
It took me about a year to dig my way out of the darkness that was left after our failed infertility journey. A year of working with my therapist, building and wrestling with my faith, truly taking care of myself
It’s Not, Just Have a Baby
I have also been honored with witnessing and guiding my clients through some of the toughest moral, ethical and relational decisions of their lives.
11 Easy Ways to Calm the F Down
As a true educator and mental health therapist I have a usual first recommendation for just about every single client and my loved ones: self-care.
Four
It is because of you I notice every sunset and sunrise, see beauty in pain, feel with my whole being, believe in the unseen, give more than I ever have, seek the unknown, laugh with childlike wonder, walk with curiosity
A Review and Resource: The Two Week Wait Challenge
I met with fellow blogger and author Lindsay Fischer last week for lunch. Two hours later I walked away with a new friend, the knowing of a fellow warrior and a comrade in the trenches of being an author and blogger. In
Momscast Podcast
knew a few months ago when I was interviewed by Mel of Momscast I knew it was my best interview to date. To get words like great vulnerability, humor and wisdom to describe my messages from some of my fellow bloggers and
Penned Musing: A Lot
Today's writing prompt felt like it needed to be shared. What if you stopped asking permission to be yourself and stopped apologizing for who that person is?
The Permission of And
I stand on my brick patio looking up at the churning sky. My lush butterfly gardens, all four of them, surround me with all the shades of green you can imagine and the sweetest scents to ever fill my nose.
The Breath of Healing and a Strawberry Shortcake Bandage
Much of what we do as therapists is re-parenting our clients. I teach, I coach, I push, I hold space for healing, I keep accountable and I deeply care. Actually, this is also what I do if you are my friend or
He Welcomes Them Home
The more I get to know this complicated gray, the discomfort and the permission of the space of holding two truths, the more enamored and grateful I am for it.
