health, self help

Comparison is Where I Go To Die (or A Visit to the Gym)

“Comparison is the death of joy.” This quote is attributed to Mark Twain but I first heard it retold by Brené Brown. I think about it a lot. I like to paraphrase it dramatically and say “comparison is where joy GOES TO DIE.” I spend a lot of time, comparing my life to that of… Continue reading Comparison is Where I Go To Die (or A Visit to the Gym)

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career, mental health, self help, women

Me and Brené , Cultivating Meaningful Work

In the United States we put so much of our identity on a career. What is the first thing you say to someone at a party? “What do you do?” I am guilty as charged. Our careers take up the vast majority of our lives so they are important. But are they meaningful?

health, mental health

Me and Brené and My Journey Back from Shame

The last few months of 2014 were really tough for me. I had a new husband who proved to me more every day to be exactly the man I dreamed of sharing my life with. I had a beautiful little boy who, despite showing some signs of wear from dealing with his father in new… Continue reading Me and Brené and My Journey Back from Shame

community, health

The Presence of Greatness

"You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' You must do the thing you think you cannot do."  -Eleanor Roosevelt There… Continue reading The Presence of Greatness

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A Big Day

"Speak your mind, even if your voice shakes." -Maggie Kuhn Not quite two years ago I walked into a church and it changed my life.  I was not saved and I did not find Jesus, I am still an atheist, but to my surprise that is actually OK.  Spending time with Unitarian Universalists, and discovering… Continue reading A Big Day

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A Vote of Confidence

Two years ago this week my grandmother died. She and I were not close, in fact she had disowned me when I was a teenager. I had been trying to reestablish a relationship for a few years before she died. She loved my little boy, though and I wanted to be there when she died.… Continue reading A Vote of Confidence