Talking to ourselves

One of the women at the retreat, whom I’ll call Willow, said something early that morning that was so unquestionably profound. She was telling us a story about this phrase she tells her children, a phrase she realized we should all say to ourselves. Continue reading “Talking to ourselves”

The gift of friendship



Friendship is therapy.

Not to discount professional counseling. Quite the contrary. Psychotherapy has been a godsend in my life.

So have my friends. I cannot imagine life without friends.

My best friend has been in my life since kindergarten. We grew up in a small town where everyone seems to know everyone else. Though we knew each other, we were both too shy to be anything but classmates for the first few years of school. Sometime or other, that changed.

For most friendships, part of the beauty lies in becoming closer without really knowing when exactly you clicked. This is true for us as well. Continue reading “The gift of friendship”