Category: How We Change

  • Hope as Poison

    Hope as Poison

    Hope is just another way of wishing that what is, wasn’t. Or wishing what is now, always will be. I don’t like this thing, so I’m going to hope for something better. Or I do like this, and so I need it to feel permanent and unchangeable. And that wish is where the suffering starts.

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  • Forgetting Gravity

    Forgetting Gravity

    Walking through our days, we may notice moments – sometimes little, sometimes big – that we feel swept over by emotion. Compelled to react, worry, or shut down. In my practice, I often ask folks, in this activated, emotional space, “How old does it feel?” The confused looks that I receive aren’t surprising. “I don’t…

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  • Losing the weight

    Losing the weight

    It’s a common theme in therapy. “I don’t like my body.” But it isn’t quite that simple, is it? What don’t folks like about their bodies? Sometimes it’s dysphoria, sometimes it’s a chronic illness or disability. Most of the time, though? It’s not that someone doesn’t like their body. It’s that they don’t like how…

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  • Honoring our power

    Honoring our power

    It’s been going on a lot lately. I feel it coursing through my system. I want women (all women) to feel their power. Let’s start by saying this has little to do with cis-men and their power. Yes, patriarchy. But we’re not here to talk about taking power from anyone. We all have power within…

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  • I Just Want It To Be Over

    I Just Want It To Be Over

    Just as waves are not separate from the ocean, our experiences are not separate from ourselves. The ocean never fears that the current wave will last forever. The ocean doesn’t try to block out certain waves or believe it is this current wave. They simply arise, move through, and return to the ocean.

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  • Willingness for Vulnerability

    Willingness for Vulnerability

    Shame only holds power when you keep it secret. Letting the air and light in sends the shadows scampering.

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