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Remembering Pleasure I read recently that we are 10 times more likely to buy something…
How Cancer at 23 Taught Me to Love my Body I was 23 years old….
Giving Birth to My Full Potential About five months ago, I began having a tremendous…
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Finding True Love in Motherhood Living life as a statistic was not easy. I was faced with difficult choices at a young age and societal pressure wasn’t on my side. Throughout high school I was so proud and happy to have a serious boyfriend. He was my first true love. Our families did not approve of our love: think…
Remembering Pleasure I read recently that we are 10 times more likely to buy something that promises to decrease our pain versus something that increases pleasure (thank you, Kitty Cavalier). I see this orientation towards pain in my psychotherapy practice. It’s so easy to identify the absence of pain versus the presence of pleasure. For…
Dancing with Shadows “Spring is not the gentlest of seasons. It is as though too much has been waiting to happen; too much suppressed, packed down beneath the earth or pinned above the sky. Green shoots grow sharp and the clouds are unforgiving. Spring can be brutal, breaking open secrets. Dragging into light those things unseen…
The Darkest Side of the Light I’ve felt it coming on for a few days. This deep sadness, the feeling that I am going to fall apart and that there is a crack so deep in my heart. I wonder how I have not drowned in it yet. I see it and it sees me….