Drawing Heals Childhood Wounds & Helps Me Think Better

When I was in eighth grade in 1978-79, at Sequoia Intermediate, in my hometown of Newbury Park, California, I had to choose an elective each semester. I remember the choices of drawing, ceramics, and leather. I don't remember anything about the other subjects offered. "Mom, I want to take the drawing class." "Why? You can't …

Writing Project: A Quick Guide to Starting Your Private Psychotherapy Practice

Have I told you recently that I love writing?!  Fiction, poetry, memoir, journaling... it doesn't matter what I choose to lean into in the moment. I find it all leads me into a mind and body space I want to be in frequently.  I crave it like the chocolate I can no longer eat without …

Pockets – Let’s Talk Pockets

I don’t mean pockets as in Hot Pockets those over-salted tomatoey lunch bites filled with acid indigestion.I don’t mean pocketbooks empty or full, air pockets found in the sky that cause an aircraft to lose altitude suddenly, zit pockets erupting on your teenager’s face, secret air pockets in underwater caves, or Pockets the devotional magazine …

Quotes of Wisdom 43 – Spring Brings Growth

"The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also." ~Harriet Ann Jacobs I am so feelin' it the past few days. I hope that if the season is Spring wherever you are, it is bringing the joy of new growth and beauty to your life.  Sometimes …

Writing Memoir is Like Hard Boiling a Cracked Egg

Writing memoir is like hard boiling a cracked egg.  Contents burble out into the scalding water forming opaque hints of the story concealed within. The raw sticky interior simmering, congealing, forming itself into perfection. The difference being, when we try to set the timer for completing the project the winds of life blow out the …

Quotes of Wisdom 42 Strange Thoughts while Grieving

"One of the things that happens to people in grief is they secretly think they're crazy, because they realize they are thinking things that don't make sense." ~Joan Didion, Author, Journalist, Playwright~Joan Didion, Author, Journalist, Playwright 2/6/19  Early this morning I stood at our kitchen sink, coffee cup in hand, looking out the window.  A big …