When I was just starting my last semester of grad school, at the ripe old age of 23, I went to my first therapist. my reason: I couldn\’t write a cover letter. I had never had a grown-up job before; I went straight to graduate school (social work) out of college. Part of the reason […]
hello avoidance, my old friend Read More »
Hi Amy, I\’m not really even sure how to write this to you.I mean, I talk to you all the time. But I don\’t often write to you, like I used to. Today, you would have been 51 years old. But forever, you will be 31 years old. Right? that\’s actually a question I have
#MissingAmy, birthday edition Read More »
Recently, I was presenting at a conference. It was a conference of mostly folks who worked with ex-offenders coming from incarceration.the presentation was on vicarious (or secondary) trauma, and its relationship to self-care—and the importance of the latter to offset the former. I had a Power Point, I told some stories from my work, yadda,
that time I got asked about MY self-care Read More »
[Hey! Pssst! you reading this! Are you feeling overwhelmed or run down? did you know about my self-care group?PUTTING OURSELVES FIRST: CREATING SELF CARE An 4-week online offering starting April 2For class info, and to register, click here] I was fortunate enough to be able to attend Jen Pastiloff\’s workshop ON BEING HUMAN this weekend,
The empath\’s backpack (or: whose shit are you carrying?) Read More »
Do you feel the need for more self-care in your life?Do you make promises to care for yourself, only to find yourself, well, not doing that?ME TOO.Are you Highly Sensitive?Are you an Empath? SO AM I. This class is for everyone….but if you find yourself feeling run down, yearning for more balance, and you are
Putting Ourselves First: Creating Self-Care (an online offering) Read More »
\”A greeting of love and compassion; also means \”to be in the presence of the divinity\” or in the presence of (alo) the \”divine breath of life\” (Ha). \”[From Wikipedia] On the bus on the way up to New York, I felt a bit anxious: what if this writing workshop didn\’t live up to my
Aloha, in a loft in NYC Read More »
I realized I was leaving the house with shame this morning. <<<quick sidebar: I dragged the best friend to see Elizabeth Gilbert in DC when she was touring for Big Magic, so like, 3 years ago. And EG is famous for many things, but this one in particular is in the book: An open letter
Making shame take an Uber Read More »
The dictionary definition of an \’empath\’ describes it as chiefly a science fiction reference: \’a person with the paranormal ability to apprehend the mental or emotional state of another individual\’. (no, it\’s not simply being empathic.) I\’m not really a sci-fi person. But I\’d say, as an empath, that that definition is pretty spot-on. Some of the
Being an Empath: the Good, the Bad, and the self-care Read More »
So, I got a new desk. For writing. It\’s a wooden roll-top desk, the kind with the little cubby holes to organize my notes and journals and post-its. I got it from a dear friend\’s parents, as they are downsizing to move out of their big house. And another dear friend, bless her heart, agreed
healing hands: magic in my living room Read More »
