Adult Therapy

What is Addiction?

It’s 2am. The phone screen lights up your face as you lie scrolling in bed. Has it been 2 hours? 3? You know you’ll pay for this tomorrow and you only have a few hours until you have to be up for work. But you keep going, still feeling unsatisfied.  It’s been a bad day…

Read More

"Late Bloomer"

When I first read this poem by Danielle Doby I immediately cried. The words felt like home…it put a voice to something that I had felt inside me for so long but could not name.
I used to hold a lot of shame around the part of me that felt like a “late bloomer”. Now I feel so much gratitude for the meandering path my heart has taken to create this sweet little life that is beginning holding all of me.
-Christy Lochary

Read More

Wild Geese, Mary Oliver

Words from Mary Oliver’s poem, Wild Geese. My heart wants to read these words over and over this week. These past few months the busy part of myself has been showing up. And I can feel my body calling for rest, a reminder that I am a part of this wonderful wild earth and it’s ok to be still.
-Christy

Read More

Weight

Weight. On my soul, my eyes, on my body.  So much weight. It feels hard to move.  Stuck in the muck of life.  Rooted in the ‘not enough part’. Not enough, so must  consume and consume and consume, everything. Too much, too many, too, too, too. Heavy. Is it loving to write these words? To…

Read More

We have choices!

I had dinner with a friend the other night in this delectable Argentinian restaurant in downtown Denver and she tells me she is writing a book about YOU.  She explains that it must be about YOU, because that word needs to be redefined since most people don’t understand it.  As I sit listening to her…

Read More