The fear of rejection stems from a strong need for acceptance and belonging. An anecdote about struggling to alter a skirt becomes a profound realization about deep-seated fears of inadequacy and rejection. By acknowledging and allowing these feelings, the author finds healing and freedom. A mindfulness practice is offered to cultivate intentional mind-body connection.
Category Archives: self love
The Birthday Card
We don’t see the world the way it is. We see the world the way we are. The other day, my dad turned 82. He’s been both my biggest blessing and my deepest pain. I find that this is the way things go… if we would be so brave as to look Fear right inContinue reading “The Birthday Card”
This Is A Killer
Comparison is the killer of joy. I was at the pool today, enjoying every moment of my freestyle crawling, the deep breathing, the refreshing waters, that feeling that I am weightless… and then this happened: I took my eyes off my own lane. I began to compare. Compare myself with the swimmer in the nextContinue reading “This Is A Killer”
THE GIFT OF REJECTION
Two roads diverged in a wood… and I, I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost I have a confession to make. Though I do not consider myself an easily intimidated person, I am – gulp – well, truth is, I am afraid of being rejected. There,Continue reading “THE GIFT OF REJECTION”
Appreciate Me, Dammit!
Photo by Kevin Menajang from Pexels The deepest human need is the need to feel appreciated. William James, Psychologist We all want to feel appreciated, to some degree or another. Right? Even the most humble and self-assured among us desire even a little bit of attention, affirmation, love. How many times have you felt unappreciated? Unloved? Unseen? HaveContinue reading “Appreciate Me, Dammit!”
I’ll Stand By You
Photo by Helena Lopes from Pexels Lost my temper the other day. No, that’s actually not quite it. I found my anger the other day. Boy oh boy, did I ever. Furious words scraped out of my mouth, long held air whooshed through my lungs. My body shook, my voice like sandpaper, all gritty and scraped. I didn’tContinue reading “I’ll Stand By You”
Chronicles From The Edge
So much change! So. Much. Energy. Can you feel it as well? The energies are deep and the opportunities abound for fast-moving processing of long-held emotions. I’ve been all in on this crazy train ride for the past few months. The outward manifestation of the inner work happening is blowing my mind. So many rough-edged,Continue reading “Chronicles From The Edge”
13 Months
Thirteen months. It’s been thirteen months since I got my hair cut. Yesterday, I met with my gal and she trimmed me up good. Said I sure needed it. Well, ya know, thirteen months and all. Last time I went, I told her to chop it off. Seven inches of my hair lay on theContinue reading “13 Months”
Coming Back Home
Photo by Lisa Fotios from Pexels Time to check in. Toes? wiggling Ankles? yep Calves? squeeze-release Knees? right here Thighs? (I love you!) present Hips? Butt? in all our glory Peehole? in attendance Belly button? thumbs up Chest? Breasts? double yup (or triple, I guess) Spine? Back? check and check Neck? Shoulders? here, boss Arms? Elbows? Wrists? allContinue reading “Coming Back Home”
Message In A Dream
Photo by Matthew DeVries from Pexels I had that same dream again last night. The one in which I am trying to put contacts into my eyes. Odd thing is, the contacts are the size of dinner plates. I realize that I’m trying to put something way too big into my eyes and, though I feel rushed,I tryContinue reading “Message In A Dream”
Writing Every Day Down 