Category Archives: Self-Care

What’s Your Word: the 2022 Edition

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In the aftermath of years 2020 and 2021, I am, admittedly, a bit hesitant to proclaim my word for 2022. Despite my apprehension, I choose to push forward for I have always loved what a new year symbolizes – the audacity to hope, the pursuit of more, and the promise of a fresh start. My word for 2022 is S-T-R-E-T-C-H Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines stretch, the verb, in these ways: To extend or expand To reach out To amplify or enlarge beyond natural or proper limits Stretch, in noun form, is defined as “an exercise of something (such as the understanding […]

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When It’s Not Most Wonderful Time of the Year

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Come November and we begin to hear Andy Williams song, “It’s most the wonderful time of the year.” Except it isn’t. For so many, the holiday season engenders feelings of loneliness and stress. Less love, holiday parties, and family gatherings and more debt, family drama, and grief and loss. And more focus on who and what is missing and all that is wrong rather than the joy of the holiday season and all that is right. Ever felt this way? If so, it could be the holiday blues. Got a Case of the Holiday Blues? The holiday blues is a […]

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No Seat At the Table?

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At whose table shall I sit? Is there a space for me? Well, how many tables are there? And who sits at those tables? Is that even where I belong? Maybe someone saved me a chair … Perhaps space was divinely created for me … Or does my spot remain cast aside, ignored, and unwanted? Should I force my way in and pull up my own chair? You know, shift folks so I get into position Or I could ask permission, politely with a smile Spout pleasantries, curtsey, and grin Then might they let me in? Nah, I’m not forcing […]

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Thick, Heavy Love

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Thin love? “Love is or it ain’t. Thin love ain’t love at all.” These are the words Sethe uttered to Paul D in Beloved, the haunting novel written by the late Nobel and Pulitzer Prize winning author Toni Morrison.   Thin love is shallow, fleeting, incapable of climbing hills or moving through valleys for it loses its energy along the journey. But thick love is that heavy love, its depth immeasurable, vast and wide. Thick love nurtures, creates space, speaks loudly even in silence, and always shows up. It wraps itself around itself and still makes room to envelop others […]

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