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  • Our Brains Love Presence…not just presents.

    I thought I would take the next couple of blogs and walk through a quick overview of his work on the deep power of connection.

  • Tell Me/ Show Me You Love Me

    My love language is “words of affirmation”. I love love love to be appreciated. This is why being a therapist is so good. This week I was nominated for the Best of the Twin Cities Birth and Baby award. Ironically I remember the meeting when we created this award and I thought it was kind of silly. I still think it is kind of silly but it does get people…

  • Growth is Kicking My Butt

    You might notice that I am writing on Friday, not my usual Thursday. I have been trying to figure out if I should just not post anything and see if anyone notices or recycle an old post. “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.” Slap on a happy face and just get it done right? But at my core, this platform is suppose to be about…

  • Empathy

    Why Being a Therapist is So Much Easier than My Real Life

    As a therapist I was taught to have “unconditional positive regard” with my clients. According to Carl Rogers, unconditional positive regard involves showing complete support and acceptance of a person no matter what that person says or does.The therapist accepts and supports the client, no matter what they say or do, placing no conditions on this acceptance. That means the therapist supports the client, whether they are expressing “good” behaviors…

  • True Resistance- Fierce Compassion

    How are you doing? What with the insanity that is happening on the news and in politics right now, how are you managing? From what I can see people are tired. Tired and crabby like midwinter cabin fever with no end in sight. Sorry I can’t fix this for us. I looked into that  25th amendment thing but psychologists powers are pretty limited. Here’s how I have decided to handle…

  • Do you need to build a bigger plate?

    Authentic Self Care Fights Burnout Everyone I know has a full plate.  Therapists use to say “fine is not a feeling” but when I check in with people I find I have to add “busy is not a feeling”. We care about our parenting and our marriage and our community and our environment. We are working on gratitude and mindfulness and patience and not yelling. We have careers and volunteer…

  • The Crisis of Men’s (Lack of) Big Feelings

    Happy International Women’s Day. Thank a woman who blazed a trail for you. Today I actually want to talk about men. In February basketball player DeMar DeRozan came out about his battles with depression. Then Kevin Love came out about his struggles with anxiety. He also came out about his long held beliefs about being strong and not needing to ask for help- about what he thought it meant to…

  • How Bad is Your Cabin Fever this Weekend?

    cab·in fe·ver Noun  NORTH AMERICANinformal irritability, listlessness, and similar symptoms resulting from long confinement or isolation indoors during the winter. This winter sucks! Bad weather, horrible cold and flu season, the depressing 24 hour news cycle, even the boost from the  Olympics doesn’t last very long- other people’s exercise and triumphs can get irritating too. Remember that it isn’t just your family- the people at Target, the guys are work,…

  • Something Bad is Going to Happen

    Our Lives  Under Constant (Perceived) Threat We live in a world where the perception of threat is out of proportion to the risks we face. Our brains are super suggestive. We can watch a movie and be terrified one moment, moved to tears the next knowing they are actors telling a story. We choose to play in the world of terror or heartbreak or gruesome or humor. How many murders…

  • ‘Tis the season…of let downs, frustrations and too much of everything

    Thanks to all of you who are still reading me after the mess I made last week… the whole post I transposed breathe/breath… I get it- you don’t have to be a grammar nazi to have that make your skin crawl. Sometimes my whole purpose in life is to be the poster child for “how to screw up and keep going.” My children are blessed to have a parent who…