As I write this, the headlines of the news in recent weeks have talked about climate change, the evolving and adapting virus, the rise and fall of the stock market, and so many other changes occurring every day. Social media is an overwhelming cascade of change highlighting new jobs, births, engagements, marriages, divorces, new homes,Continue reading “Permanence”
Inside the Life of an IMAlive Volunteer. “IMALIVE is an amazing organization of which I am proud to be a small part. It has taught me so much and I still ask myself after every call how I could have done that better.” – Meet volunteer Ann.
Croquembouche, Not the Pastry – A volunteers story about mental health, autism, bullying, and family.
Ever notice how the shorter the days, the shorter your desire to care gets? Does the changing of the seasons tend to make you feel more down that usual?
And then I got the text that altered my day completely and had me crying on the bathroom floor.
The power of meditation and mindfulness resides in the way in which it can help bring us back to the present moment.
I accidentally fixed myself during that time and it quite frankly, saved my life.
I started writing multiple different entries for this year’s World Bipolar Day and all felt okay but none of them felt real. So instead, I thought I’d write about what I feel right now: anger. It is a little-known fact that mania or hypomania can present as anger and irritability in someone suffering with BipolarContinue reading “We Do Not Choose to Be Angry: World Bipolar Day”
Did you ever stop and acknowledge the little voice inside your head that keeps commenting your life? Did you ever pay attention to what it says? Is it excessively critical or positive? Does it lift you up or beat you down? Well, apparently, today that little voice is wrong. Personally, I have always done tooContinue reading “Thinking Is Great, Until It Is Not: National Everything You Think Is Wrong Day”
My sister was too busy doing backflips in the pool to notice the fear I was feeling in my stomach. She splished and splashed and begged our parents for one more dive. It was really time to go, not a minute longer, according to Dad’s harsh mumbling. So, I took one last deep breathe, sank,Continue reading “What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Alive”