Return To Your Soul

Return To Your Soul

I wonder how many people were taught to fully love themselves. My guess is not many. This must be why there is so much heartache in the world. Whose guardians truly demonstrated that art, day in and day out, each moment while raising a child into the world? Even the...
A Letter to My Children

A Letter to My Children

To my children: When you were born, so was I. Never had I been a mother of a daughter, then a mother of a son, and then a mother of three. In every moment since you’ve been here, I’ve been learning. Life sort of takes on a gravity that surpasses what exists in our...
Thursday’s Thoughts About Therapy

Thursday’s Thoughts About Therapy

I’ve never felt shy or shameful about physical therapy. By contrast, just the mere idea of psychological therapy used to hold major stigma from my perspective. Physical therapy became a part of my life when I was 15 years old to lessen the symptoms of scoliosis. A...
Tuesday’s Theories

Tuesday’s Theories

Swirling spirals of thought Have me tangled up and caught Until I stop… What is right in front of me? What is quietly asking to be seen The present moment…outside the spiral, living the dream Write it down, make it real We create constructs to control the...
Monday Morning Musings

Monday Morning Musings

This morning I woke up to snow on the ground and the quiet that comes with low hanging clouds. The house was chilly, so we turned on the fireplace. Our Monday morning hustle commenced as normal, and with the addition of hats, mittens, and snow pants, off to school we...