Have you ever felt like there are different parts of you that are sometimes at odds with each other? It's normal. But how to be happy?

I kept having a dream last night, my children suffering. It's so difficult to feel helpless when a loved one suffers. Easier to blame myself

For years I have been telling myself a story that begins on my first birthday when my sister was born with a hole in her heart.

I have built defensive walls around the innocence of my inner child because of my early experiences. Can a bird's-eye view help?

I want to be heard. When I am listened to, I feel heard. When I feel heard, I feel more present. When I'm present, I more fully participate.

Gaslighting is a form of psychological abuse where someone is made to question their own sanity or perception. It can explain some behaviors

I chose to call close my inner child. I'm 8 years old, standing in the yard. If I had the opportunity to speak to her, what would I say?

I didn’t have adults around me who took the time to fully listen when I spoke. To this day, I'm sensitive to someone who's half there.

I’ve read that core beliefs are a person’s most central ideas about themselves. Everything's filtered through them. Even if they aren't true

I started dreading when this wonderful thing will end or be taken away from me. I set myself up for the fall. I created the Ache.

My body speaks to me. Sometimes I don’t understand the messages. Memories hold energy. How can I release the energy and pain?

The Valley of Understanding is where all worldly wisdom is useless. Through this valley seekers will find wisdom in all things.

We can choose to focus on fear and predict dire outcomes. Or we can focus on our breath and listen. Healing happens when you do the work.

I was stuck in a habit of negative thinking -- the worst thing would happen in any situation. Then I learned words have energy

what does it take to stay in an open and loving heart no matter what is happening around me?

I have been cultivating my true self for decades, peeling away the pain and confusion, the layers of thick crusty protection that helped me.

If I were to scooch right up to the TV and smoosh my eye against the TV screen, I can’t see anything and feel lost to what’s happening.

I’m getting tired of dragging around all this old baggage of emotional pain.

A change in perspective Is refreshing as it’s so easy to get caught up In the humdrum of life.

I can feel the fingers of expectation pressing on my shoulders, I can hear the lists of to do’s being read out loud slowly