I no longer believe that God is in heaven, waiting to hear our prayer before he grants the wish. The power of the prayer or the fast is in the connection it gives us. We are to bear witness to each other. There is power in this. I am powerless over heroin. I am powerless over schizophrenia.
I walk onto the beach with board in hand, sinuses full of sea water and arms dangling like ropes. Some days you don't catch any waves. It's okay to be bad at things and do them anyway--actually it's recommended.
Happier may not fit, but I have a voice.
Just an original poem today. I think you all know the sort of day I'm talking about here.
I was sitting on my mat in yoga last week at the beginning of a vinyasa class. The instructor was walking around the room getting the music and lights adjusted, and I thought, She and I are doing the same job. I’m a psychiatric PA. My main role is medication management, deciding which meds will … Continue reading Curiosity—my new favorite modality for mental health
My eyes flicker open, barely conscious of where I am. The side of my face presses into the floor boards. There is dust and debris scattered around. I push my hands into the wood to raise my body off the ground. I look around. I see the hole over my head where the floor above … Continue reading How far down does this thing go?
We beat ourselves against the role and we bleed our pain. And while we do this, Heavenly Mother watches and waits. She whispers to us the truth that seems to only become visible through the pain, You are your own mother.
Food programs and thought work can strip away the bullshit reasons we give ourselves for eating and drinking the things we do. So do the food programs, do the thought work but let it bring you to consciousness. See the box, feel the box... then burn it!
As I stood in warrior II with my arms resting by my sides, I was overcome with respect and humility toward my body. MY BODY! Which is such an amazing tool for all the things I love.
I find that life keeps teaching me about these paradoxes—two things that shouldn’t go together but certainly do. Two things that should contradict each other, but both are true. It’s as if life keeps saying to me Yes, AND….