There’s a certain energy to this time of year, isn’t there? For people who celebrate Christmas and absolutely love it, putting their tree up and listening to Christmas carols by mid-November, it probably feels amazing.
Self-Care
The Importance of Connecting Within
How are you holding up in these strange early days of 2022? Whether you’re feeling frustrated about the never-ending pandemic, stressed because your kids are schooling from home (again!), or lonely or isolated or sick,
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Self-Care
What Are You Choosing?
As we collectively closed the door on 2020, a month ago now, I told myself that I needed 2021 to be different. Tired of feeling like a madly ricocheting pinball constantly being batted about, I
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Pandemic
Checking in with your September Self
This is surely the strangest September most of us have ever lived through. What will this Fall bring to our lives, to our country, to our world? No one knows. Uncertainty is the only thing
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Pandemic
Not Myself Today
A few weeks ago, when Covid-19 began keeping us all home, my partner Malve dug an old mental health button out of the junk drawer. It said “Not Myself Today.” In case any of us
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Self-Care
A Time to Trust
I don’t know about you, but I’m finding that time has a very different quality during this period of isolation. It’s more than not remembering the date or the day of the week. There seems
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Self-Care
Off-grid with intention
Each summer, my partner and I have one week together where it’s just the two of us. No kids. No cats. No work. No responsibilities other than feeding ourselves. We’ve gone on road trips, we’ve
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Self-Care
Radical Love
Imagine if school curriculums, right from the start, taught that each of us has a unique inner essence and that true happiness comes from aligning our lives with that true self? What if we learned
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Self-Care
Being The Gardener
“Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze