Most of us know it well. You are scrolling though Facebook and there’s another one of her photos with her cute hair and happy kids. Your comparing mind starts piping up: “Ugh, she is always doing SOMETHING. Who has time for that? She’s so perky; how annoying. I’m probably a bad mom because I’m not taking my kids to the zoo every other day. I really should be better at that.” Continue reading Standing up to ‘The Comparing Mind’
Do you wonder why you can’t feel joy even though you look around and your life is good? Do you feel as if you are living in a haze? I know how you feel. I’ve been there. Continue reading How can I get my joy back?
This past weekend we took our little family on a mini-vacation to visit Chicago — see the sights, ride the train, show the kids the ‘Big City.’ But me for it meant so much more. Continue reading Returning Home
In Atomic Habits, author James Clear suggests that we have been approaching habit change all wrong. Instead of working towards an external goal, we ought to be examining our identity of self. Continue reading Who do you want to become?
I think I probably considered myself a FAILURE for most of my early adult life. But what if I wasn’t? When we reframe failure in our minds as a TOOL, it becomes a game-changer. Continue reading Flipping Off Failure
So we decide to quit drinking alcohol… are we destined to be ‘Recovering’ for the rest of our lives? Continue reading From Recovery to Discovery
When I initially decided that I needed to stop drinking, my biggest fear was that I would lose my identity. On Day 2 I wrote in my journal in shaky handwriting: Who am I? Continue reading Busting the Belief – “Drinking makes me cool”
I love it when I ‘believe’ things or ‘know’ them to be true in my guts and then find out that science is busy proving the same thing. Continue reading Thoughts on Thoughts, by a Half-Assed Scientist
I spent March 2020 in my own personal state of emergency. Looking back, I find lessons in this time of pain and transformation. Continue reading Finding Gratitude within Pain and Transformation
It was an underlying sense that something was slipping through my fingers, but I couldn’t quite figure out what. It was a feeling that something else existed in the world that was just outside of my awareness. I was missing it and I needed it, but I couldn’t find it. Continue reading The Dread Pit
