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Did You Breathe Today? Let’s Start Now!
Did you breathe today? I mean really breathe. Took a quiet moment, just a moment, and filled your lungs and belly with air and slowly exhaled. If you didn’t then you should try it. Taking a moment or 5 minutes or 20 minutes to do some mindful breathing can make a huge difference in how you’re feeling. Big Deep Breath Notice if you’re shoulders are almost touching your ears because you’re so tense. Let them drop, roll them back and take a big deep breath and blow the tension out. It works. When my son was younger and struggling with anxiety and overwhelm, we would do breathing exercises. He would…
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My Mantra and how it keeps me from flipping out
I needed to find a mantra. I have massive anxiety and I worry about everything. Literally everything. I don’t just worry about some individual thing or instance; I worry about the outcome of the worry. Playing the whole scenario out from the anxiety induced worry through the worst possible outcome. To how impossibly broken and out of control I would feel. This, my friends, is what my anxiety looks like. It is exhausting. I do this all day long, every day, with very little non-anxiety freak out moments in between. Worrying about Worrying It makes me tired just thinking about how exhausted I am from worrying about worrying. Holy shit…
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My Crappy Attitude about doing a Morning Practice
I have read a hundred books, articles, and blog posts about how vital and important it is to have a morning practice, a magical morning or “here are three things to guarantee a great day”. Well, whatever, I would read these things, process it, think about it, write down what my morning practice would be, decorate the page with washi tape and stickers, stick it in my planner…and never do it. Why? Because it involved getting up early, creating a new habit and once again getting up early. I have resisted this crazy notion for years, all while immensely enjoying my very pretty, “Morning Routine “page in my planner and…
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I have a therapist…and why you need one too
I’ve gone to therapy off and on for about twenty years. First, that makes me feel old as hell to say that. Second, that’s the only part of that statement I feel blah about. I have a therapist who is the bees knees do you hear me? The bees freaking knees. We are wildly inappropriate and we laugh and talk and she gives me “the face”. I have cried, celebrated, been pissed off and 47 other emotions in her office. And I love her with all the heart eyeballs emojis in the world. I do NOT hide that I go to therapy, I yell proudly that I go…
