You don’t mean to, you try and avoid it but chances are pretty good you get tangled up heaps of anxiety these days. If you’re lucky, not so often; but you’re probably not so lucky sometimes.
You’re not alone.
I wish I could tell you I’ve never seen the underbelly of anxiety up close and personal. I wish I could tell you that I only saw it once many years ago and that it’s such a distant memory at this point that I can barely remember it. But that’s not the case.
I’ve had times in my life when I’ve sat bolt upright in the middle of the night with my heart pounding so loudly I could literally hear it. I’ve had anxiety grab me by the throat and squeeze so tight I could barely breath. You too? Or some iteration thereof? Anxiety wears many outfits.
I’ve had a ring side seat to my own life and those of the many clients I’ve worked with since I opened my doors for business in 1986 and here’s what I know… Continue reading…
What’s your spin on life today? Specifically, your life. It’s your call. Really, seriously it is.
Attitude is everything.
I know, you’ve heard that one a gazillion times if you’ve heard it once. In fact, it’s one of those things that’s said so often that at some point it just plain old stops meaning anything. But just for a few minutes here, let’s actually lean into it. Attitude is everything.
How you tell yourself the story of what’s happening to you sets the tone for that story, i.e. it sets the tone for your life.
Give the same 9 facts to 7 different story tellers and let them tell the story any way they choose, set a deadline and cut them loose…. Continue reading…
I’ve got to have it. I need it. No, rewrite that. I neeeeeeeeed it. You know, that clingy gooey energy that slithers into your belly. It’ll go AWOL every now and then—sometimes even for a long time—and then bam! Here’s Johnny! It’s back again in all it’s splendor.
Your very own personal resident Gollum. And oh, hell no, he’s driving the bus!
Suddenly you’re one ball of “I’ve gotta have it.”
Murky, sneaky, swampy “I’ve gotta have it NOW!” energy. 10,017 faces of it. I neeeeeeeed… Continue reading…
I spent the first 20+ years of my life knowing to the core of my being that there was something fundamentally wrong with me.
I knew that if people really knew me, they most certainly would/could never really love me. And chances are, if you’re a sensitive, heart-full, emotional “fairy dust and pixie” kind of person, so did you.
Needless to say, there was a big chunk of my life that wasn’t easy. Understatement. But somehow, something inside kept nudging me. “Look at me. Get to know me. Love me.” And so, in a far from graceful way, that’s what I did. And what I discovered is that when I accepted–and yes sometimes even loved–this quirky highly sensitive and emotional human being that I am, I stepped into pure unadulterated happiness. Continue reading…