the noise in our heads like traffic in india congested chaos Do you ever get trapped in head traffic? If you're a 21st century adult, I'm guessing you probably do. It’s hard not to, actually, when life feels like a race to do it all, be it all, cram it all into living at the speed of light. If we were computers, that might not be a problem. But we’re not. We have bodies, hearts and spirits that get left behind in that madness. And they don't like being ignored. Thus, the head

a heavy blanket of giant grey cotton balls hangs down from the sky Writing prompt: I know how the sky feels because... This writing prompt can lead you to feelings and insights about your loss that you aren't aware of. Give it a try. I think it might help. For more writing prompts based on haikus that capture the feelings of your journey through grief and loss, I offer you this collection. Writing your way through your pain is comforting as you go, and as a result, healing fo

The flow of ink from your pen doesn't begin or end on the page. I have been asked for several years whether I would work one-on-one with people, and I am ready to say YES. As with my group and online programs, I'll use a technique that includes intuitively guided meditations, writing and art, to lead you into the healing potential of your own words and images. Through this process, you and I will become co-creators of the “medicine" you need to be able to move forward. I have

Synchroncities are such an important part of the healing process when we’re grieving the loss of a loved one. When we can no longer see the person we’ve lost, our senses become heightened to another level of awareness and we perceive a whole different dimension of life. Last night, in the final session of a 4-week workshop in which participants made art to express various aspects of their journey through grief, a synchronous moment came in the form of this sunset. Just prior