If you’re reading this, you’re probably already interested in detoxing through diet.
You likely have your own reasons:
Whatever your reason, I’ve done it too, and I’d like to share my story with you and how I made it through my detox time.
Detoxification isn’t new. Ayurveda, a natural way of medicine, is 3000 years old. It has been and continues to be used in India through herbal supplements and other lifestyle changes to purify…
Overwhelm at work can vary.
Sometimes, your boss quits without notice — my particular true story. Or you were hired a month ago, and your co-worker is leaving. That means you’ll be in charge now. And by the way, compensation, what’s that?
Or how about being overwhelmed while I’m writing a post about overwhelm. All the while taking on more responsibility at my day job while striving to keep my writing side hustle alive and well.
It could be, you were hired for a position with minimal to no training, and you’re told to have at it. Go swimming. Oh…
What do you want to be when you grow up? This question has been asked of many people. It’s one I’ve thought about many times as a young girl, a woman, and after settling on a career.
It’s a question where I wished, I had a magic crystal ball, tarot cards, or any idea of how to wield information from the universe. Even without psychic abilities, maybe we do have some direction in the form of what we most enjoy doing in this world.
My career ideas weren’t always met with optimism, openness, or acceptance. I’m guessing I’m not the…
I’m at the bottom of a pool. Cement bricks poured around my ankles and feet. A straight jacket pulling tighter and tighter around my torso. Securing my arms into my chest until they feel like one and the same. Holding my breath and seeing legs above me. My struggle becomes frantic, erratic, and fruitless. My muscles fill with lactic acid; fatigue.
That’s how the first few days of 2021 feel. Who said 2021 was magically going to improve life as we know it?
In fact, it’s almost been worse as I’m surrounded by twenty-plus COVID (+) patients, more symptomatic, staff…
To me, wines are an experience, a shared moment.
One, in particular, I remember fondly of a romantic evening paired with a pinot noir. Smelling the cork was an occasion, causing me to linger and take my time, piquing my curiosity. The anticipation of sipping was building. I swirled my wine glass and smelled, filling my nose with spice and fruit. I swirled and smelled again.
We clinked our glasses together in cheers. I sipped, and the taste turned into more than the liquid in my glass as I stared into his light brown eyes. The flavor was rich, open…
Weak conflict is one way to have a manuscript rejected, St. John explains. Her advice makes sense. That’s why I often use St. John’s book to plot and brainstorm conflict.
But, what if I’m 50,000 words into my first draft, and it’s not entirely void of conflict? Yet it needs improvement. I didn’t want my eventual manuscript rejected.
What nagged at me was that I never sought any…
Perhaps, I’m not considered a real writer. I don’t have an official degree in writing. So far, the most money I’ve made on my writing has been a big ole .84 cents writing on Medium (which I’m proud of). It would seem I don’t have the credibility to dish out advice or tell my story.
But that’s not the way I see it.
If you do, maybe there is at least one thing I do have that may resonate with you.
Lots of experience in trying.
And understanding fear and the second-guessing we writers go through, and how I’ve decided…
I thought writing a novel would be too much for a person with a family, two children, a full-time job, among other responsibilities.
You get the point. I’m sure you’re plate is full too.
It was all so overwhelming that I’d outline and write, and as soon as it got tough or I got stuck, I’d stop and say this story sucks anyway and give up.
However, the more time I spent writing, along with joining a writing group and the coronavirus pandemic struck, I felt an urgency to act and begin a novel.
I was just as worthy as…
Most of us had some downtime during our state-mandated lockdowns. Or whatever version of social distancing was encouraged in your state during this ongoing Coronavirus Pandemic.
For the most part, I was still going to work every day as an essential worker in Healthcare, delivering physical therapy services in an Assisted Living Facility.
My husband had the opportunity to work from home and watch our two young children since school and daycare were closed and assist with their online schooling.
We were lucky.
But we were also stressed, overwhelmed, and fatigued.
My fatigue was clinical and work-related, adapting to new…
If You’re Interested in Changing Careers, Read This Book
When I hated my job, what I loved the most was Friday’s at 5:01 pm, when I’d push away from my desk, jump out of my swivel chair, and walk out of the building into the beautiful outside world. I felt giddiness in my stomach, and I was filled with relief and the possibility of freedom.
What I hated the most was Sunday night. Dread poured over my mind; I could not stop obsessing about work. And my work-related thoughts usually were not positive. My worry spread even further to Saturday…