Saying goodbye is never easy, particularly to a mother.
Recently, our family said goodbye to an incredibly brave and strong woman following a second battle with cancer. Her loss reminded me of the death of my mother when I was 30, much too young to live the rest of my life without her.
“On the road again” has become my mantra in recent weeks.
April began in Orlando where I delivered a keynote speech to a gathering of emergency responders, victim’s advocates and counselors whom responded to the Orlando Pulse shooting last year. I entered the hotel during a thunder and lightening storm and dark clouds. It seemed a fitting metaphor for what this group of professional helpers has endured.
I am learning the delicate art of receiving and it is has been a journey of pushing and pulling and fighting myself. which as I write this seems absurd. The real absurdity is the programming in the world today that we can do it all. Living as though this were possible has lead to a huge energy drain in my life and I suspect in many lives. It is the unmindful art of busy-ness where finding time and quiet has to be scheduled.
In the aftermath of a particularly challenging presidential campaign I am reminded of these words: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
I awoke early Friday morning to travel to Manhattan to present at the VOICES of September 11th Resiliency Conference. Mary and Frank Fetchet created VOICES of September 11th, in the aftermath of the death of their son in the World Trade Center.
I was graced to be with my colleague and friend Laura Reagan on an impromptu chat which she recorded on her Therapy Chat Podcast! We talked about the impact of trauma and the challenges for all types of helpers to live with the psychological impact from their experiences. These impacts are what my e-course, Essential Trauma Solutions has been designed to support - learn more at vitallifeSOULutions.com
I am a life-long seeker of anything related to inner and outer health and wellness and have learned many things from lots of different locations. This took time, effort and money to accomplish. I learned this way because I was unable to find a centralized location to access the information I was seeking.
I woke up this morning after a challenging night’s rest. I struggle with chronic back pain from Scoliosis and some nights, well sleep doesn’t come easy. I awoke fairly early feeling lethargic and annoyed. I had intended to walk to the gym but decided to go to yoga instead to try to work through the kinks in my muscles.
Have you ever had the words from a song get stuck in your mind? Well, this line “just let it go, just let it be” from a James Bay song have been swirling around in my head for a few weeks. When this happens, I try to look for the deeper meaning to understand what is causing the words to resonate with me.
Today is my seventeenth yoga-teacher anniversary.! On July fourth, 1999 I left home and traveled to the Kripalu Institute in Lenox, Mass. to begin an intensive yoga teacher training that would ultimately provide me the skills and the tools to share yoga as an Integrative Yoga Therapist.