Healing your inner child…

At a conference recently, one of speakers shared a story about his two young boys. His own father and step-father had been emotionally, and sometimes physically, absent from his life.  His story indicated that he had taken it in stride. Until, he became a dad himself. It is one thing to feel the rejection of

Writing your life story…

Many books have a prologue. It is an opportunity to meet characters where they are at that moment in time. The prologue provides all the necessary information for the story to begin. The thing I love best about a prologue is that it does not determine the story; it informs it. Everything that has happened up

Struggle, Reflection, Growth …

Someone once said to me, “you’ll struggle all your life.” I know at the time she meant financial struggle and I was immediately offended. I stewed. A few days later, I stopped focusing on the comment itself and began to think about my reaction to it. Many writers, including Marianne Williamson, believe the only two

Everything happens for a reason…

“Everything happens for a reason” is often what people say when something happens that does not make sense; that they cannot understand or explain. I realize that it is a way of trying to make some kind of sense of a tragedy or give comfort to others. But what reason could there possibility be for

Finding hope…

I am drawn to narrative therapy. It is a way of looking at our lives through storytelling and aligning with our core values. Narrative therapists use this process as a way of being with the client and understanding his or her story. I have always been very curious about where people have been in life

Understanding hopelessness…

Although I would say I am a resilient and hopeful person by nature, there have been times in my life when grief has overwhelmed me. As the ‘strong one’ my pain is often invisible to those around me. Strong is the mask I wear. Be Strong is one of the myths of healing through grief.

Let’s talk about stuff…

Happy New Year 2016 Growing up in a family of four kids, life could be pretty hectic. Getting out the door in the morning, getting dinner ready, cleaning up – the days felt busy. We lived in tight quarters for much of my childhood. This seemed to intensify the feelings of chaos. But every once

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