Hiding from Joy

During an appearance on Oprah, Dr. Brene Brown, a renowned public speaker and research professor, speaks about ‘dress rehearsing tragedy.’ To be more specific, she explains that – “Dress rehearsing tragedy is imagining something bad is going to happen when in reality, nothing is wrong.” I’m accustomed to calling this coping mechanism, ‘waiting for the other shoe to…

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No More Silence

I’m struggling, friends.  My heart is heavy, my body is exhausted, and my mind is fighting to remain at a safe distance from the Dark Place.  I need to be reminded of the good in the world.  Tell me something beautiful, that will restore my faith in magic.  Help me remember my profound belief in…

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I Will Rise

We’re all afraid of something. Hell, most of us have multiple fears. Me? I’m afraid of fire, sharks, spiders, cockroaches…I hate almost all bugs. The exceptions being lightning bugs, dragonflies, ladybugs – you get the idea. I KNOW that spiders – and other creepy crawlers – play vital roles in the circle of life, they eat other pesky species,…

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In Reflection

I can’t deny that 2015 was a rough year.  To be honest, it has brought me to my knees in more ways than one.  I’m exhausted, mentally and physically – there have been many times this year when I’ve asked myself, “Seriously – if this is as good as it gets, what is the f**king…

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First World Woes

In my first Sociology class in college, we learned about ‘Socioeconomic status’ (SES for short). By textbook definition, SES is “a social standing or class of an individual or group, often measured as a combination of education, income and occupation.” As my instructor described in layman’s terms, SES is basically the economic situation you were…

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Playing it Safe

There was a boy in Greece.  An intriguing boy, with kind eyes and a warm smile.  Devastatingly sexy native accent aside, I found myself thoroughly attracted to him, and very curious about him.  So, I did the same thing I always do when this occurs.  I put up a huge wall.  I avoided talking to…

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Sometimes, This is Me

Sometimes the darkness is crippling.  Sometimes, no matter how grateful I am for every beautiful and positive thing in my life, I’m consumed by the constant struggles I seem unable to escape.  I’m tired of worrying.  I’m tired of fighting.  I’m tired of people telling me, “Stay positive, something good will happen.” I know these…

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