bsecure: a story about a blanket

Named NaNa from the start for some unknown reason, the blanket was a gift from my grandmother who regretted it almost immediately. The blanket and I were inseparable. My mother took to the desperate solution of slicing N ...

b quiet: the quiet scared me

b quiet: the quiet scared me

The quiet terrified me so I tried to outrun it, even outpace it, with busyness. Being still meant an open invitation to my bullying thoughts and berating self-judgement. Being quiet actually meant being drowned in th ...

Overwhelm

“Overwhelmed”. It’s a word I hear almost daily in my coaching practice. Heck, it’s a word I uttered daily to describe my internal chaos. Overwhelm is “too muchness”. Too many thoughts. Too many shoulds. Too m ...

Self-neglect is selfish

Many of us wake up with tasks swirling in our heads before our feet hit the floor. Rush replaces reason and we lose ourselves in doing. Actually more likely overdoing, especially in the service to others, their prior ...