I’m 45 years old, nearly 46, and lately I’ve been thinking about how this is my life, right now, as I’m living it. Have you ever thought that? Like you notice that life is happening while you are living it and maybe you’ve not been enjoying it or fully present in it? Or perhaps notContinue reading “This is my life”
Tag Archives: mental health
Being here
If you’ve visited my blog before, you may know that I’m working on getting a PhD in Being Me. What does getting a PhD in Being Me mean these days while I am off work to take care of my physical and mental health? It means: May this post inspire you to give yourself aContinue reading “Being here”
Delicate
Feeling like I am on thin ice Unsure which move I can safely make Will the decision I make leave me drained, emotionally and physically Or will it fill up my heart’s cup enough to offset the fatigue that will surely come? This delicate balancing act of trying to conserve my limited energy while stillContinue reading “Delicate”
A pause
The older I have gotten (I am 44), the more I am giving myself permission to pause. A pause can mean many things, including: Am I an expert at pausing? Sometimes, and sometimes I rush and feel so much pressure that a pause is the last thing I think about. Learning about me from myContinue reading “A pause”
Overwhelmed by my own needs
Yesterday I heard the title of this post inside of me, and I silently agreed with it. It is a sad thing to be overwhelmed by my own needs, so I did the following things: It felt great to take some pressure off of myself and to settle more deeply into being me, just asContinue reading “Overwhelmed by my own needs”
Reaching across
I am reaching Reaching across my inner divideTo the one who feels so unsafe and so unlovedBut I see I have been reaching in the wrong direction I have been doing so much to control my environment to keep myself safeAnd I have been talking nicely and kindly to myselfBut in this moment, I seeContinue reading “Reaching across”
The burden I carry
I have become more aware of the emotional wounds I have lately. Over the last several years, I have often felt very heavy, tired and weighed down. It’s like I am carrying a heavy load that is made up of all the past hurts and traumatic events in my life. Some days, I don’t evenContinue reading “The burden I carry”
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”
Say yes to vulnerability
Introduction When I wrote this short but powerful poem, I knew the concepts, but was learning to really know them, deep in my bones. A few years later, I can see how far I have come and I am proud of myself. It is not easy to unlearn the ways of the world or one’sContinue reading “Say yes to vulnerability”
Different isn’t wrong
It is very easy as a sensitive, empathic person to think that I am doing something wrong. It happens usually when someone does something differently than me. It is very sad that I automatically assume that I am doing something wrong. Thankfully, I have been learning to nurture myself so that I can embrace theContinue reading “Different isn’t wrong”
PhD in Being Me 