Skate or Die. . .

02.01.2017

For many young people, life has always been busy. It’s even been said that life was overscheduled as youngsters, perhaps a reaction to my generation’s childhood of latchkey kids and freedom like the kids from Stranger Things. For some that did not stop in college, whether it was continuing on with community service projects, joining a fraternity/sorority, playing a club sport, becoming “woke” to a number of political, societal or environmental concerns.

 

But what happens when you graduate, and you start working? What happened to those days when you could take a nap after your 9am class, what happened to those emails or sign up sheets for reading to the local elementary school kids, what happened to that weekly game of pick up, and friends who were always available to go out for a smoke, or make a late night run for food? Read the rest of this entry »

Honor Today

11.17.2014

There are many things that I personally and professionally enjoy about yoga. As a counselor, I particularly like the words that are spoken in class -positive affirmations, thoughts of gratitude and blessings, and honor.

 

There’s always a moment at the beginning of the session where “honor where you are at,” is spoken. To me this is a gentle reminder to take an honest inventory of where I am at. This could imply that this is my first class in 2 months (so my body is going to react differently), it could be that I’m physically tired or emotionally drained, it could also imply various other things for different people. The reminder that this is “where I am,” allows me to have realistic expectations for self, and make alternative plans for the future, if I so desire.

 

I’m here, this is me, I owe it to myself to respect and honor where I am in this moment, and to fully be engaged and active in where I am at today.

 

Mondays can be a challenge, but it’s the beginning of a new weekday, and the possibilities are endless today.

 

How will you honor yourself today?

 

 

*photo credit: Washington Post

 

 

 

My Finger Still Remembers

11.14.2014

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Nearly 9 weeks ago, I suffered the greatest injury to my body ever. I have had the good fortune of never breaking a bone, enduring an overnight stay at a hospital, or surgery (I never had the pleasure of being “put under” while my wisdom teeth were being pulled, but that’s a different story). While playing softball, in a moment of instincts (or lack thereof) I dove head first (first time ever!) into 3rd base. While I was safe, I picked my head up, and saw the white of my bones, my finger bent at an unnatural angle- I had a compound (bone broke through the skin) dislocated finger. Ew! Read the rest of this entry »