So yesterday, I told you all about my first venture to a women’s retreat in my area. It was a chilly, rainy day that was spent from morning to late afternoon in a gorgeous cabin-type venue in the quiet middle of nowhere. We had already finished breakfast, introductions, and art therapy.
After a healthy (and delicious!) lunch, we were taught the art of tapping.
No, I don’t mean tap dancing or even the perfect way to tap a keg but “tapping” as part of the Emotional Freedom Technique, or EFT. Tapping is essentially an acupressure technique designed to relieve and reduce stress and remove negative thoughts. What it does is interrupt the brain’s panic during stress to shift its focus back from emotional to rational.
I have to say, I had never heard of tapping before. I was fighting my urge to Continue reading “The Women’s Retreat, Part 2”
Something happened this past weekend. I had an experience like never before.
Let me give you the backstory first.
A while ago, a dear relative (you know her as St. Brigid) invited me to join her at a women’s retreat, aptly named “Time to Breathe.” I agreed, of course. Mostly for her but also partly for me.
I had never been to a retreat or workshop before and wasn’t sure what to expect. Was I going to be nervous or feel uncomfortable? Were my fears going to get me, bringing out my shyness and anxiety? Was the day going to end (or start) with tears?
Finally, the Saturday of the retreat was here. Continue reading “The Women’s Retreat, Part 1”
I have big news to share??
Why yes, I do… Continue reading “Big news!”
Just a reminder today that there is still beauty and hope in life. Even through all the ugliness, even with all the heartbreakingly Continue reading “Still, there is hope”
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”
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””
Choo-choo, Diesel, and I had a super fun family day yesterday. In celebration of Choo-choo doing better with his potty training, my husband and I took him to another train museum a few hours away from us.
It was all our kid had talked about for the past three days. He asked about going every night and again in the morning. He asked if we were there yet the entire drive despite many assurances we weren’t even close. Choo-choo just could not contain his excitement.
Once there, we Continue reading “Train rides and swirly slides”