As a child, fear of the dark is a widely accepted normalcy of urchin development. A seeming right of passage, one could say. We, adults, generally assuage this unease by turning on a night light, or leaving the door open just a bit. All of this angst is considered age appropriate. Which is why at... Continue Reading →
There's this dream that I have... I'm in a hallway, at the end of this baron corridor there is an unremarkable door lurking ajar. I know that I am supposed to go there, so on I walk, but something in me does not want to. There's an ominous foreboding clinging to my bones, but I... Continue Reading →
Being sick sucks. Being sick sucks more if you have post traumatic stress disorder. PTSD makes it nearly impossible to be kind to oneself and easy to slip into a negative feedback loop of self-talk. Today we talk about how mindfulness can help PTSD and chronic illness, handling negative self-talk around illness, sickness and negative... Continue Reading →
I thought of you today… one of those "need mom" kind of moments. Sometimes it still seems so surreal to know that with permanence you are well and truly gone. It doesn't seem to fit within what makes sense. It's weird waking up in a world without you. I know and comprehend all the niceties... Continue Reading →
Dear Ukraine:In a world comprised of incalculable particles, molecules and other sophisticated complexities, it's astonishing to me how we as man can fall so easily to the croon of war. A trumpet blasts and bombs begin. Barbarism follows like a seething shadow.In a world that paints the sky with brilliant pastels as the sun lays... Continue Reading →
The other day I received some news; it shook me for a moment. Causing a stillness to overtake me. Words can be a powerful thing. Within their circles, arches and lines, whether uttered or written, they hold within them the power to craft elation or engender agonizing deflate. With that spectrum in mind, the words... Continue Reading →
A Medic's Mind 