It’s a hot morning in mid-August, and I’m asking myself “why, why, WHY?!” I agreed to be here. It’s the beginning of twice-daily practices for the girls’ soccer team at my high school, and my friends roped me into joining the team our senior year. “Just for fun!,” they said. “It’ll be great!,” they said.
Read MoreWhat brought me to this moment was, at first, a haunting. A rotten, gnawing Emptiness inside of me that came to the surface anytime my life felt difficult. The Emptiness pushed me to leave job after job and city after city until I became resilient enough to turn around and look at its ghostly face. There I saw a deep sadness. A spirit with no home, cast out because its host didn’t know how to honor its presence.
Read MoreI saw a naturopath recently, and she told me she thinks I’m walking on the edge of postpartum depression. “You could go either way,” she said. She suggested I take St. John’s Wort to alleviate my depressive symptoms.
Read MoreWhen shifts are underway, we often become language-less for a time. The words we used to use to describe ourselves no longer fit, but it takes time and experience to find the ones that do.
This mute, formless, and nuanced space is an uncomfortable place to be in for people who want to know and be able to describe what’s going on inside of them.
I am one of those people, and I’m without a language right now.
Read MoreI don’t think we talk about loss enough in the career development space, and I’ve seen it cause serious hiccups when someone is trying to manifest the next thing in their professional life. If they haven’t really worked with the feelings that came up around the end of something, those same feelings pop up in weird ways as they try to move on.
Read MoreIt’s easy to get angry and be critical about what’s going on around us, but the real work is in transforming it into something useful. The task ahead of us is to create beautiful, life-giving art out of what can feel like overwhelming problems.
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