Broken, but Better

As a kid, I often felt helpless and unsafe around the people who were supposed to love me the most. I was at the mercy of their fluctuating moods and addictions. The experience of not being cherished or wanted was ongoing and relentless. My personal work today is sitting with how that wounding gets tweaked now as I meet people who resemble the cast of characters from childhood–the ones who seem unsafe, wildly fluctuating in their moods, addicted, and unable to cherish or respect me. On each of our paths, situations will arise where the patterns are repeated. Do not… …Read More »

It’s Ok If It Wasn’t Good, You Can Stop Pretending

It’s OK If It Wasn’t Good. It’s OK to Stop Pretending.

originally published June, 2017 My mother’s funeral. The thing I remember most was my near-constant desire to lunge at the microphone WWF style and shout something very un-eulogy like. All of the people there, these “close, special friends,” most of whom I did not know at all inside this massive church, telling me how my mother was THEEEE MOST wonderful woman in the world. And then they’d gush about how she’d light up whenever she spoke about me. How proud she was! Loved me so much! Light of her world! I wanted to punch them in the face. Right there… …Read More »

Our Dads Were on a Journey Too

our dads were on a journey too

I was baking cookies when my aunt called to say that my dad had died. She had to repeat herself twice. And the shock of it all was so much that I burned my arm on the oven rack, forgetting to use the oven mitts. I still have the scar along the inside of my forearm. It was Christmas time, and our household was in the midst of Gingerbread House Party preparations. People were coming and this wasn’t supposed to be happening now. I had been calling my dad for over a week, becoming more and more pissed at him… …Read More »

How to Get Through the Holidays Without the Bitter Pills (with video)

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HI sweet Friends, I am sending so much love your way right now. It takes a lot of courage to be on this journey of awakening and I really appreciate that you are doing the work! My healing sessions with many here in our Love Posse have been about the bitter pill we try and swallow around this time of year. (I’d describe a bitter pill as anything unpleasant we feel unable to change) Some of us have repetitive stories about the holidays — stories like people don’t care about us or, the ones we really want to celebrate with… …Read More »

Your Kindness Is Not a Permission Slip

People don’t always understand what they’re asking of you. When they want a little something extra, they’re not thinking about what this little extra will cost you. They’re not considering what their thinly veiled demand will mean to your sanctuary. They’re trying to get under the rope because they believe it matters. When we’re upset, we get a little messy. And we handle things badly. We all forget about common courtesies from time to time. BUT. That’s no excuse. You can’t let people run you over. Your kindness is not a permission slip. Stop trying to explain it to them.… …Read More »

Here’s to the Dark Angels in Our Lives

what to do when you're upset

Here’s to the dark angels in our lives who come to wake us up. They bring their stinky gifts…the ones which whisper to our parts on the verge of readiness to advance. Stinky gifts which come in crappy packaging, and require some work before we can get to the good part. What I am talking about when I say, Dark Angel: • The mother in law who seems blind to the beauty and delight of your amazing children • The guy who constantly speaks to you like you’re an idiot is finally so far over the line you are pushed… …Read More »

Sell crazy someplace else, we’re all stocked up here…

sell crazy someplace else

I got an email a while back from a relative and then I had a hot and prickly stomachache for two days. This person, my uncle, had subscribed to my newsletter list and although I kind-of-sort-of noticed the name, I didn’t really put two and two together; it’s not like his name is Zebulon or anything. After his receiving a few of the weekly love notes I send to The Love Posse, he sent this scathing reply: Shame on you Robin, you can’t even bother to write a personal note to your family. Not even one hello from you…not even… …Read More »

Boundaries: How to rock them without becoming a sweaty hot mess.

Boundaries. How to rock them without becoming a sweaty hot mess.

This is a little pep talk for those of you in the Love Posse who are having some rough times with standing up and honoring yourselves. If you’ve been experiencing kooky boundary stuff with people in your life–especially if it’s becoming somewhat of a recurring theme–this post is for you! Lots of us are confused about what boundaries look like on a spiritual path. Walking a spiritual path does not mean being walked on. A spiritual path is not about being good either. When I think about the tough stuff that comes up on the journey, I am often reminded… …Read More »

Don’t Let the Turkeys Get You Down

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Or, How to not continue the crazy cycle of trying to please people who will never ever get you or understand you–not to mention why in the eff would we want to try and please the turkeys?! I know there are times when you think you’re too much, or too kooky. You worry about being too this, or too that. Judging who you are instead of lovingly embracing yourself no exceptions. And I am guessing that like me, you got into this bad habit because your people told you in one way or another that you were too much. Or… …Read More »

Rainbow suspenders are forever, Robin

for Robin Williams dealing with grief

  My friend texted me to say Robin Williams had taken his own life. Nanu nanu, she said. Rainbow suspenders forever, I said. This amazing, bright, shining, funny man who delighted the world has decided to leave on his own terms. We don’t really know what happened, but for sure it is shockingly sad to hear the news. Sad to imagine how his wife and family are doing. Wherever Robin is now, he gets it. He understands. Death is an experience for the living. We’re the ones experiencing that shock and sadness, we are the ones still here, we’re feeling… …Read More »