Hurricane
October 23, 2017
During a hurricane, the warning signs are there: the weather turns dark, the winds pick up, rains become frightening and torrential. You buckle down to survive. The storm feels endless. Power goes
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The Thaw
October 9, 2017
The days seemed endless, and Michele marked them off in her calendar like a prisoner records days of a long sentence on the wall. Six months of weekly chemo
Tips for Sleep
June 19, 2017
After my weekly Wellness Warriors Yoga Class, a new student asked for ideas to help her sleep. A four time cancer survivor, she says she falls asleep ok, but wakes
Act of Rebellion
June 12, 2017
The news is troubling to me. And I know I’m not alone. I hear from friends and clients who also worry about our country’s leadership, the economy, violence and oppression.
Learning to Pace Yourself
April 24, 2017
“Life is not under your control, but the rhythm of life is.” Yogi Bhajan Every morning, though fatigued, you get up and attempt a “normal” schedule. Much of your responsibilities
6 Ways to Calm Yourself When Cancer Scares You
February 15, 2017
A lingering cough that won’t go away finally made Roxanne call her oncologist. Leaning on the kitchen counter with the plates and forks from breakfast piled beside the sink, she
The Importance of Rest
October 17, 2016
What if I lie down Right Now? What if I trust that giving myself permission to rest is part of my healing, part of my commitment to nurturing body and
Stuffing Your Feelings Makes You Sicker
September 18, 2016
As you move through cancer, there are many phases, starting with detection and the shock of diagnosis. Next come urgent decisions and active treatment. At the end of treatment there
Reflections on Blame and Shame: Part 4
August 15, 2016
What’s the number one thing NOT to do when feeling blamed? Don’t go in to “self attack!” Know that it says much more about the other person and perhaps very
Reflections on Blame and Shame: Part 3
August 8, 2016
I was lying on the treatment table for a lymphatic massage, naked except for the covering sheet, feeling open and relaxed. When my therapist came in, I shared I was
