I have met multi-millionaires who were miserable … I remember, once, I was visiting NYC. On my journey to return home to Maine, I rode a bus that was going to take me to Grand Central Station… it was the year that the U.N. was picketing against Cuba’s Fidel Castro being present … a …
25 years ago I fell in love with Iyengar yoga. This particular type of yoga dropped me into my own skin. I was present. It was intimate, nurturing, and emotional. This, combined with many other methods of self-help, was all a part of the “get out of emotional hell” recipe for me. It took …
The Woman Who Was Abused…no more! The birth of Stop Trafficking ME. Picture Pippi Longstocking, carrying an overly-loved Pooh Bear, dressed like a FABulous drag queen, no shoes, extra lip gloss, dancing around the bonfire before she falls asleep on a dew soaked twin mattress that Charlie dragged out to the end …
#MeToo Hearing those two words, “me too“ is the equivalent of a secret handshake of the secret Club of Shame. I can’t begin to tell you how many people come up to after one of my talks just to tell me “me too.” My response is always the same… Im sorry that happened …
A Day in the life of panic This is one of my typical days during the time that my days, and nights were filled with anxiety and panic attacks: Living with active panic attack disorder, for me… There was a dual reality… one that was happening in real time around me …
Hi. I Have Anxiety. Can I have the table by the exit door? Once, I was visiting a very good friend from church in Kansas. She lived a couple of towns over. We would chat as our children could played. I think you, young whippersnappers, call it a “play date”. Back then the …