In our hurried lives, we easily forget to look into one another's eyes and smile. We're too busy paying for our coffee, checking our phones for messages, hurrying to get home after a long day. We forget that something as simple as eye contact and a smile can go a long way.
I was going to call this post "Lessons from Rumpelstiltskin," but then I thought that might be a little too hard to explain. Partly because I'm not sure what age you have to be to pick up on that fairy tale reference, and partly because I know that my brain just tends to operate on... Continue Reading →
What if when you were feeling hopeless, all you had to do was dial a number or visit a website and you'd be connected with the exact message you needed to hear? With Project Hope Exchange, you can! The project collects, aggregates and shares 30-second audio messages from people who have dealt with some form... Continue Reading →
I'm a do-er. Or in Fraggle Rock lingo, a doozer. Remember them? Those guys were always busy. Working, moving around, building things. I never really knew what they were building, or if the work they were doing had any real purpose, but man could they go to town. In fact, if my sources are correct, these little... Continue Reading →
"Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves, and so I chose to tell myself a different story from the one women are told. I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me. Insisting on this story was a form of mind control but... Continue Reading →
This is probably going to sound like a rehash of a previous post, but if you're anything like me, sometimes you need to hear things a few times before they really sink in. Or in my case, MANY times. I'm actually a pretty quick study most of the time, but with the case of anxiety,... Continue Reading →