Live Lightly, Child

Live Lightly, Child

I woke up last week to my mind overflowing with scattered thoughts, clouding each other, swarming the landscape of my psyche and robbing me of peace before I could open my eyes. Quickly, I remembered my ritual of listing at least five things I’m grateful for...
You Are A Force

You Are A Force

I confessed: I don’t know what I believe anymore, I don’t know who I am Wisely and calmly, she whispered:  As much as you feel like you’re floundering,  no longer on solid ground, without convictions,  I see someone with the strength of water You are...
Your Rainbow Awaits

Your Rainbow Awaits

Maya Angelou once said, “Every storm runs out of rain.” I am not the biggest fan of rain, but this year in particular I feel so much gratitude for the moisture that has graced the valley that I call home. Now that the winter months have come and gone (the...
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...
Waking Up To Your Life

Waking Up To Your Life

Clarisse. She’s one of my favorite literary characters. Every November when I have the chance to teach Ray Bradbury’s classic Dystopian novel Fahrenheit 451 to my sophomore classes, I ruminate about her character, drawing parallels to my own life. In case you aren’t...
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...