We all seek relief of some kind. My moments of self-care in a day get de-prioritized as I am distracted from one thing to another.

We enter this earth as a shining light with a desire to grow into who our soul aspires us to be. But we are affected by our circumstances.

I once dug myself into a hole so deep that I had no idea how I would get out. It became my secret. And my burden.

Another evening of terror dreams from the pot I stirred leaving me tired but determined to conquer my fears.

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

Do I stay informed and take action or do I focus on my inner life? Is there a way to do both?

I’ve been scared away by life again. Two steps forward, one step back. Why does my humanness have to interfere with my happiness?

I want my mind to stop for a while and take a rest. Some days I can ignore and other days I am front row center listening to every thought.

The mind sticks to what it knows soaking up knowledge by example or taught by often wounded teachers. I am more.

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

As I practice living every day, I surrender my pessimism and remember there's a learning in every experience no matter how difficult or good

I gave myself away in relationships granting other’s wishes ignoring my needs. Now I demonstrate what a boundary feels like.

My compartmentalized spaces became brave spaces where I put on a brave face; I entered a painful situation with brave coursing through veins

I know what sand feels like when I’m standing on the beach. I want to live in the beach scene. I don’t want to live in the circus.

In the past, so much of my inside voice was negative, warning and scared. I never had anything positive to say.

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 say to my teacher I am not ready, I say to myself there must be more, I say to my friend you must be mistaken

I’ve survived another wormhole in my life. Every July I relive the downward trend of my daughter’s life culminating in her loss in September

Surrendering is letting go of the pursuit to understand everything. Surrendering is about acceptance. Surrendering is inquiring with honesty

The memory is in the lamp I hold up to the dark searching for respite. Where is my calmness? Where is my comfort?