Complicated Grief

Cane over chair

I learned the term “Complicated Grief” in listening to Brene Brown‘s Rising Strong. And she mentioned the Columbia University School of Social Work Center for Complicated Grief. I’m quoting from its home page for the public:   “CG is a form of grief that takes hold of a person’s mind and won’t let go It…

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Self-care is hard!

I had a minor medical procedure recently. Very very very minor, but the aftermath wasn’t what I expected and, in recovery, I cancelled an appointment with a client with only 24-hours notice to her. That was discouragingly hard! Not because of the client – the client was so gracious, so enrichingly compassionate, she’s going to…

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Sticker Askew

If you look closely at the photo  in this post, you’ll notice that the pretty little sticker I picked up at Seattle ReCreative is off-center relative to the hole punched in it. That neat little puncture shudda been squarely in the intersection of all those cute little squiggles forming the K. No, I didn’t pick…

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Shiny bits and sparkly bobs

I haven’t blogged in darn close to a month. I’ve been slogging through knee-deep mud, everything from revamping some of my tools for communicating with clients to research for a committee-in-formation for one of my professional societies. Sometimes you just have to watch your step, avoid distractions, and pretend you’re a Clydesdale pulling a wagon.…

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Grabbing pebbles, clawing at the cliff edge

“A drowning man will clutch at a straw.” Thomas More, Dialogue of Comfort Against Tribulation (1534)   I went over a cliff these last few days. Details are unimportant. And what let me float in mid-air, Wile E. Coyote faithful, were the many many handfuls of pretty pebbles I grabbed from that miserable rock as I lost…

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