I have to admit summer is a hard time for me to keep myself together. There is a lot going on, it’s fast paced, a lot of socializing, and with that comes more drinking.I have struggled this summer,...
I am a hot mess more than I am not. Healing is messy. It is messy although the mess doesn’t consume me.
What battles shame?What’s the opposite of shame?If everyone that has the capacity to feel has shame what do we do with that?Well, here’s what I believe. We battle shame with compassion. The oppo...
We all have this sneaky, icky, sticky, toxic, heavy, dark inside of us. It’s the inner critic, it’s the expectation of perfection, it’s the judge and jury of you and those around you, it’s the not eno...
How old were you when you lost track of yourself and life became about everyone else? When did you get lost in the wilderness?
If we were willing to quit ghost hunting what would be on the other side? What is on the other side of perfection? Imperfection? And if we were willing to embrace our imperfection what would come wit...
Have you ever thought every experience you have leaves an imprint on your body? In your nervous system, in your muscle, in your tissues, in your energetic body?
BRAVE, being uncomfortable to the core
How do we choose sobriety in a society that thoroughly glamorizes and necessitates use?
Can I get another round of chaos, please!?
I am one sober sister these days. I went from being the life of the party, the one who was putting parties together, bringing wildness to the table or maybe I should say on top of the bar table.
