The story of my father’s passing

The story of my father’s passing

It’s hard to believe that it’s been seven years ago today that my dad died. Grief stretches and bends time. In some ways, it feels like just last year and in other ways it seems like an eternity. I’m reposting the story that I wrote several months after his death as a...

The timing and flow of healing

There is a timing and a flow to healing. For about a year I’ve been working with my therapist to find different ways to process trauma and heavy energy. On several occasions she suggested that I expand my energy field and create a larger container than my physical...
Learning to recognize anxiety

Learning to recognize anxiety

I first began to notice anxiety in my mid thirties, still new to my spiritual path. After attending a weekend class where a significant piece of old programming released, I went home and began to integrate the shift. The next day I noticed an odd feeling in my chest....