Reducing Stress

The Holidays are supposed to be a great time of happiness, love and good cheer, but often, it isn’t like that at all. It’s just stress, stress, stress. It’s also guilt, guilt, guilt, as we feel we should love our family unconditionally…

How do problems affect us? We feel continuously rushed and our lifestyles are out of balance. Many of us have a hard time sleeping, breathing or even properly digesting our food. More of us experience serious health conditions such as heart disease…

My mother did NOT age well! And one of the areas that created a lot of havoc in her life was her mental health. She became consumed by a total loss of enjoyment in everything around her. Over the years, I have been able to identify with that feeling…

These are uncertain and anxious times. I can’t help but think more of us are anxious and tense than in previous years: I know my friends and I are. So what to do about that anxiety, especially if it’s multiplied?

I’ve been a volunteer for an environmental action group for a while now. I recently received an invitation to their annual social with a note to bring a guest or guests. I RSVP’d that I would be there since it was a night I knew I wasn’t working…

Life happens. We deal with a lot of unexpected and unwanted events throughout the years. These include the end of an important relationship, death of a loved one, health or financial challenges, trouble with our family or losing…

Why do we feel such a sense of peace near the ocean? Walking barefoot in the sand, listening to the waves strike the shore, sometimes crashing, other times lapping, often leads one to a place of tranquility and inner joy…

There was a time – not that long ago, really – when my Dad’s day started with reading the newspaper. The one that got tossed on the front lawn bright and early every morning. After work, he would catch up with the day’s events by watching the evening news…

Stress: is there any feeling that’s better at finding a way in, no matter where you are or what you’re doing? As human conditions go, it’s like the sand that somehow gets into everything at your otherwise-perfect beach picnic. If only, like that sand…

Monkey Brain. I don’t know where I first heard that phrase, but I envision a half dozen monkeys jumping up and down, swinging from tree to tree and chattering and screaming at each other…