Expectations. Premeditated resentments. Unnecessary stress. Yesterday, I did a great job of placing the responsibility of change squarely on the shoulders of my clients--where it belongs, of course. And yet, for hours afterward I was left with a sadness I couldn't explain. Through reflection and journaling, I stumbled across the thought: I expect my clients... Continue Reading →


apparently I’m a therapist

I stumbled upon some new (to me) remote job search sites. So I started looking. I think it would be nice to have another revenue stream that doesn't revolve around getting more therapy clients. And wouldn't it be nice to flex some other muscles, to remind myself that I'm more than a helping professional? To... Continue Reading →


25 Questions to Ask Yourself Before the End of 2016 (or at the beginning of 2017) 1. What am I most proud of this year? Diving into my creativity with learning to sew and writing more than ever. I'm deep into a novel, which feels pretty exciting. And creating a structure that allowed me to... Continue Reading →

I see your pain…now what?

I've been thinking a lot about emotional pain. How it looks. How people respond to it. What makes it better. How sometimes you're just supposed to sit with it, and other times you need to challenge it. How sometimes you need someone to sit with you, and other times you need to be left alone.... Continue Reading →


Well I figured out what my lesson is for this lifetime - to learn to live without a sense of security. It's the only thing I've ever wanted - to feel like something that is will continue to be. Trust me, I know all about non-attachment and letting go and impermanence. And I've gotten so much stronger... Continue Reading →


During a yoga practice yesterday, while floating in savasana, I heard the teacher say that imposing conditions on your current experience will not help you. A wave of emotion swept over me, because I felt the truth of this message. It's not the novelty of the concept that affected me so deeply, but more that... Continue Reading →

My Last Cry of Agony

it's heavy and quiet in here. the air is thick with sorrow, and i feel it like tar on my limbs. my breath is labored but full. i walk softly, not wanting to disturb the others. i feel them near, their blood in my blood, giving life to the sickness. i am strong but there is... Continue Reading →


Faith is taken for granted. It is taken for granted that someone who grows up in a particular religious context will be religious or faithful. That faith is part of your heritage. No. Religion and its accoutrements are part of your heritage. What you feel inside, how you internalize your family’s religious traditions is a... Continue Reading →

In the wake of tragedy, it disheartens me to see discussions about politics, who has guns, and the state of mental health care in this country. Not that these aren't valid discussions, but it seems to me that we are missing the opportunity to be humans. To empathize. To experience grief and horror and decide... Continue Reading →

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