The Women’s Retreat, Part 4

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Our day in the woods was almost over. But not quite yet. We still had a meditation session to do.

This was yet another part in the day that I was unsure of. I’d never meditated before. I’ve done deep breathing exercises at the end of a yoga session, but I didn’t have any idea if that’s how it was going to be at the retreat.

The meditation leader, another mental health professional, encouraged us to get comfortable in our chairs and close our eyes. She then began talking us through our breathing. As each thought or distraction came to us, we were told to Continue reading “The Women’s Retreat, Part 4”

Our unwanted “guest”

On a quiet, normal day, Diesel sits in the living room playing a game with Choo-choo before leaving for work. I go out to the mudroom to start a load of dirty clothes in the washing machine. I open the dryer and washer doors. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something small and brown. I think it’s a chipmunk or squirrel that got into the house and figure I will tell Diesel about it when I take the clean clothes into the living room.

Then it moves. Not only does it move, but it Continue reading “Our unwanted “guest””

Mental health awareness

Right now in the US, we are in the middle of Mental Illness Awareness Week, which spans from October 1 through October 7. For those who don’t know what this is or what it means, the Mental Illness Awareness Week is put on every year to help fight the stigma associated with mental illnesses. I know this without having to look it up because all too often, people judge and ridicule that which they don’t understand, Continue reading “Mental health awareness”

Word to the wise

Don't Panic Note Means No Panicking Or Relaxing

Two little words.

So simple, it seems. And yet, so loaded with emotion. Often, the above phrase is accompanied with annoyance, surprise, or even disbelief. People utter those two words together to anyone they think has no reason to panic. Continue reading “Word to the wise”

My fears, part three

I have told you all about some of my major fears, which you can read about here and here. There is something else. I never attended college. Not because I wasn’t accepted; I was.

I picked a university six hours from home. My parents and I drove down for the tour. I loved every part of that school, including what was to be my dorm. And though I didn’t have all the money I needed for tuition, I had a plan on how to pay, including loans.

But I didn’t go. Continue reading “My fears, part three”