Advice- The Worst Time Of My Life

This questioner didn’t call it The Worst Time Of Her Life but I identified it as such, only because I remember mine so well. So I tell you all about the worst time in my life and then I tell her what to expect next… ps. I think this may be the perfect blend of the best advice I’ve ever …

Sometimes You Just Have To Get Better.

Sometimes you just have to get better. You have to grow. There is no time for therapy, or friends, or hot tubs or yoga or journaling about it. There is no space to meditate or breathe into the softness. This does not mean you are pushing or bad or hard as a rock. Or maybe you are. But that doesn’t …

I fell asleep in my therapy appointment this week

What is winter like? How would we recognize winter happening? What happens in winter that does not happen at any other time? Would somebody just name something about winter that doesn’t happen at any other time?

“Dark” yeah, so lack of light. The whole issue of darkness. No accident that I’m wearing the dark colors, and in winter many people having a tendency to wear more dark colors in harmonization with the seasons. Times when it is dark, these are winter times. Times when it is not from the outside that we will get our source of light. Times when, if we want to see something at the end of the tunnel, it ain’t gonna be out there. Especially at this time of year when we have not yet reached solstice, the times in life where, frankly, it’s more dark than light, and you know what? it looks like its getting darker– every day.

This is one of the things that happens and what a mercy, in a sense, that it happens every single year: we go through a period of time where it’s darker than it is light and every day it gets darker. This is a practical training ground for learning, “oh, what do I do when it’s dark and getting darker?”…

A “how to” on how to help your fucked up friend.

First let’s clarify what constitutes a fucked up friend: They are heartbroken. A loved one has died. They were in an accident. They just had a baby. They just had a major life transition that they didn’t want or plan on (fire, renoviction, etc) There are ill. *Now, I’m not putting mental illness, addiction and clinical depression into the mix …

A "how to" on how to help your fucked up friend.

First let’s clarify what constitutes a fucked up friend: They are heartbroken. A loved one has died. They were in an accident. They just had a baby. They just had a major life transition that they didn’t want or plan on (fire, renoviction, etc) There are ill. *Now, I’m not putting mental illness, addiction and clinical depression into the mix …

Why am I sometimes sad and why do I revel in it?

You know when you feel like shit but you are embarrassed to talk about it because you are “supposed” to be postive and thankful for your blessed life. You know when it’s dark out and you’re shivering and the people you rely on aren’t around, or if they are it’s not enough so you feel mighty sorry for youself. You …

Dark Night of the Soul

It’s hard to talk about the darkness when it’s darkest out. It’s a very private thing. And it gets all messy in the head. All the thoughts of what I should be doing. What I have done wrong. What will happen next. The terror. It’s real. And I want you to know that I feel it deep tonight and I’m …

Don’t Buy Another Online Program- a manifesto for enlightenment

I was feeling really down yesterday.
“I don’t make enough money.”
“I work too hard.”
“I’m not appreciated for what I do.”
“No one cares.”
“I should just quit.”
I was throwing myself a real fucking pity party, and of course I found myself squished down the rabbit hole of the internet and emerged out onto a website that blew me away…

Don't Buy Another Online Program- a manifesto for enlightenment

I was feeling really down yesterday.
“I don’t make enough money.”
“I work too hard.”
“I’m not appreciated for what I do.”
“No one cares.”
“I should just quit.”
I was throwing myself a real fucking pity party, and of course I found myself squished down the rabbit hole of the internet and emerged out onto a website that blew me away…

A note to self

I feel your pain.

I see how hard you work.

I understand your grief at fucking up again.

I feel your sadness that people you love will die.

I see your annoyance at what an asshole you can be.

I notice your overwhelming anxiety about your job…