Tag Archives: healing

Changing landscapes

Today is the last day of 2023, and I am feeling self-reflective. I have long wanted to write about how the view outside of my front window changes depending on the time of day and the weather and season. The photo above is from early in the morning last week. I awoke to a warmContinue reading “Changing landscapes”

Snails are slow, and sometimes, so am I

I love snails. I often pick them up off the road and place them on the plants on the side of the road. I love watching how slowly and deliberately they move along a plant or the ground. They bring their homes wherever they go, and they seem to enjoy taking their time to getContinue reading “Snails are slow, and sometimes, so am I”

When it all works out

I love it when it all works out! I find it especially exciting after a time of deep fatigue, anxiety, stress, or tension (or all of them)! Maybe that’s the gift the contrast between the highs and lows of life gives us? This past weekend, I went to a beautiful family reunion, and I sawContinue reading “When it all works out”

Protecting innocence

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the death of one of our 2 day old baby chicks: https://phdinbeingme.ca/2023/06/02/making-peace-with-suffering/ It really broke my heart to watch her suffering, yet I knew she was teaching me alot.  In the video above, I talk about the baby chicks and how they exude innocence and purity.  They lookContinue reading “Protecting innocence”

Cultivating strength through weakness and hardship

Sneak peek: loving video at the end of this post! Since I started getting progressively more tired with chronic fatigue syndrome, I thought I was getting weaker.  It can be easy to associate any condition or change in abilities with weakness.  I felt the same about how anxious I was getting over the years.  ItContinue reading “Cultivating strength through weakness and hardship”

That cynical edge

I wrote this poem in January 2019. I was going through a tough time with my mental and physical health, and there were several other challenges in my personal and professional life. I was learning so much about being an empath and how to thrive despite everything I was feeling. I definitely didn’t feel likeContinue reading “That cynical edge”

Missing myself

I wrote this poem on February 14, 2019. I remember those days of missing myself, and I still sometimes feel that, although it has a different feeling lately. Like I’ve been missing only certain parts of me that I’m still reclaiming, like my power. I am sharing it with the hope that it inspires anyoneContinue reading “Missing myself”

Numb

I remember itWalking through life emptyA shell of myselfWith no hope for life to be any different I remember the terrible loneliness The sense that everyone else had it figured out but meThe longing to have a purpose and an existence greater than the numbnessBut thinking that was reserved for others I have felt thisContinue reading “Numb”