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As a therapist, I jokingly admit I am all too excited to pull out sweaters and cardigans. Temperatures cool, as leaves continue to fall off trees, and smoke billows from the chimneys of neighboring houses. Days become colder and the sun is often behind clouds. A human being can't help but notice on all of their senses that change is coming. Its literally in the air. This can leave a sense of bracing for darker days, more time inside, which can bring isolation. Feelings of de

"What do I need right now?" With a hand over my heart, I often stop myself in my tracks and ask this simple question out loud. This is a practice I have learned over the past few years, whereas before I would just blow through moments and ignore my body's cues and my emotional cues that something needed attending to. As a firstborn and type A it never crossed my mind to check in on myself. I had always been the one doing the checking in to make sure everyone else was ok. I wa

I could see the difference 10 minutes made. Before I was a counselor, I was drawn to people's stories. The stories were never on the surface though. They resonated in the pauses. When things slowed down at work, when the grocery line was backed up, and the tiredness in a person's eyes were more present, the long sigh, and then they would briefly open up. It was usually a phrase to share what they felt in the present moment. It can be really easy in life to stay on the surface