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
Parent Counseling
This Morning…
I am imperfect…
a work in progress…
a fresh start every day.
I am already full of life,
and seeking definition and clarity,
always circling back to the heart…
I am imperfect… Yes!
I am imperfect…
a work in progress…
a fresh start every day.
I am already full of life,
and seeking definition and clarity…
Hello Resistant Part
Hello Resistant Part
I have a Resistant Part of myself. When I meditate on it, this part seems as if it’s as old as dirt…that it has been with me most of my life protecting me from experiencing stories that my brain has deemed unsafe in the past…
Yes, and…
I am here because… I want to love me. I want to love life… even the parts I don’t want. I want to accept that I will never be done trying to love all the parts. This is not a fight to the death… and it also is. And I see I am not alone,…
New scientific study on spanking… are we asking the right questions?
A few years ago I would have immediately lept onto my high horse after reading this article about the new ground-breaking scientific study on spanking, which states that five decades of research on children that were spanked shows spanking in fact doesn’t improve behavior or have positive long-term impact on a child’s life. A…
Who is attached to whom?
I always imagined that staying at home with my sweet baby boy would be a dream come true. However, as I look back and think about it, I can see that I was at a complete loss much of the time. I was grasping at straws, trying to control everything by making spreadsheets of breastfeeding…
