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?
I have been scrambled lately. My lengthy To-Do lists and filmy future-dreams are whisked together into a froth inside my brain. Continue reading Hesitation Point
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?
Reflections of a mom learning to witness her fears: I had a feeling going into this game Friday night that we might not come out on the winning side, and I was worried. Continue reading Losing, Fear, and Personal Power
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
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 dedicate this post to my father-in-law. I think he would be pleased as punch to know he is the lead character in one of my essays. Continue reading Navigating Grief
Dear Quarantine Fifteen, it’s time to move out. Continue reading An Open Letter to the Fifteen Pounds I Gained During Covid
