Are you on the treadmill called “Just.Keep.Going.” right now? Do you feel exhausted? Does it feel like your needs and feelings don’t count? Do you frequently find yourself feeling resentful because others around you don’t seem to appreciate all that you’re doing for them and that you are giving up your needs to take care of them? Is there something in your life that you ache to let go of, but it feels impossible to even imagine doing so?
When overwhelm shows up in my life, my energy drops. My tolerance for stress decreases. I feel less connected in my relationships.
Did you know that I frequently curse like a sailor? And I love how it feels! When I was a kid, I only cursed in my head.
I watched myself living my life from the outside and tried like hell to determine whether I was doing ok according to others’ perspectives….
It’s incredibly empowering to discover that joy and peace and relief are possible even WHILE we are going through challenging experiences.
I share a powerful paradigm shift that I experienced during cancer, which continues to influence my life and health. It might just offer new possibilities to you, too 🙂
It’s possible that my words will sound familiar because you regularly hear these kinds of phrases on repeat in your own mind. If that’s the case, rest assured there’s hope yet!! It really IS possible to transform our inner dialogue and we don’t even have to do it perfectly
I invite you to join me in a simple, entertaining experiment over the next few weeks that brings to life the impact of our words, focus and intention.
We’ve all got things about ourselves that we don’t like. Sometimes it’s our physical appearance, something about our personality, our emotions, or even our health. Have you ever noticed that the more you focus on it, the worse it feels and the more you want to find a way to fix that part of you? I’ve been thinking lately about …
Oh, baby, there sure are a lot of ways to DO anger, let alone any other feeling, right??!! I’ve certainly used my fair share of approaches over the years. When my sister and I were kids, we had a paper route together. Sometimes we would have deep, adolescent talks about life while we were delivering papers. Other times we would …
