The following is a thought train from the other day. It is not written from any specific science or research and is purely my point of view. It is said that grief is love without a place to go. It follows that when we don’t love ourselves we are grieving. Specifically, our soul is grieving....
Traditionally, the New Year is a time for resolutions to change or improve oneself or one’s situation. This year, I am flying in the face of tradition and rather than resolving to “improve” myself, I am saying goodbye to things with the intention of making space for others. Goodbye to being defined by a number. ...
I used to think that surrender meant failure. That it was to be avoided at all costs because it was a sign of weakness and inability. Surrender felt like something that was an absolute last resort because the result of surrender would be pain or death. Well, as it turns out that was one of...
I wrote this poem about 10 weeks into the pandemic. As a nursing home administrator, the past two years have been an exercise in survival. So much uncertainty. So much fear. So much grief. In the early days, it seemed as though every day (sometimes every hour) brought about some catastrophic news or event. We...
Fear is a wily beast. She lives deep down inside of me and holds the things I only vaguely know of in her belly. She keeps these things hidden with her thick scales, sharp claws, and razor-like fangs. Self-worth, self-love, trust, and faith all roll around inside of her. Sometimes, when she sleeps, she opens...
Gratitude. It is a word that rolls off the tongue and sounds as sweet as it feels. There are so many situations where gratitude comes easily. It’s the warm feeling in the center of your chest when a child hugs you or a parent tells you how proud they are of you. It’s sparked by...
I admit it. I have always hated Christmas. Not just disliked all the extra energy that needed to be expended and the endless to do list but… Just. Plain. Hated. It. Christmas always caused this queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that no number of beautifully decorated cookies could dispel. No matter how...
THE SWEET SPOT Every day you are bombarded with messaging that assails every sense telling you how you should be. That you should be more fit. You should be better informed. You should be a leader. You should be a team player. You should work harder. You should meditate more. You should be happier. You...
THE COLOSSEUM Despite your best intensions… Are you working in the Roman Colosseum? Providing long-term care can make you feel that way. Are you a surviving Gladiator, uncertain about the next challenge coming your way? Or are you a hapless a spectator, sitting in the stands and powerless to stop the carnage playing out in...