Just One Day

Wow. What you can learn in one day is astounding. Here are a few things I’ve learned: I cause my own unhappiness Being in the room is not the same as being present Laughter is so much better than anger Empathy is a skill that can change your life I can do better The...

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Castle On A Cloud

My mom played the piano. My brothers and I would sing Christmas carols or Phantom of the Opera, Les Mis and others. She always wanted me to sing Castle On A Cloud. I never thought I had a particularly good voice. But I could sing. And I sang it when she wanted me to....

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Breaking

= Separate or cause to separate into pieces as a result of a blow, block, or strain. And sometimes you have to break to heal. It’s painful, arduous, scary. We are exposed. Our limitations on display. But a break can heal twice as strong as it was before. So we can’t give up. No...

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It’s Gonna Be Ok

These are important words to hear. I am all for self-reliance. But sometimes it’s helpful to hear the support of a loved one. Someone who knows what you’re going through and cares. Someone who can reassure you when times are tough. Be strong. Be resilient. Persevere. But also it’s not weak to be comforted...

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Put Your Foot Down

When do you do it? Say no more. This is done. When the harm being done outweighs any of the good. It can be like getting out of an abusive situation. There’s always glimmers of hope and small wins here and there that keep you hanging on. Playing on your nature to give just...

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There’s No Perfect

Tonight I read a silly little book to my son before bed. It had little furry patches on the animals bellies. And each time he touched one he giggled with delight. It made me smile. And laugh. And changed my mood entirely. It had been a tough day (week, month) for a number of...

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Fight Or Flight

Sometimes my baseline response to pain can get the better of me. If someone gives me difficult feedback or criticizes me it can make me want to run or fight. And those instincts are good in many cases. They keep me safe or allow me to defend what’s mine and what I believe in....

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Silly

I remember your faces and dances. The stories you’d tell me about all the goofy things you’ve done. It made me smile. I hadn’t thought about how silly you were for quite some time. It was one of the first times in a long while that I didn’t cry and get upset when thinking...

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