At the onset of spring’s arrival this year, I made the decision to consult a specialist for allergy testing. Reason being, for the last couple of springs (and falls), I’ve found myself unable to breathe and consumed with all the typical allergy symptoms that last all season. I’ve experienced this off and on for most of my adulthood, but lately it’s gotten super bad since spending more time outdoors. Let’s just say I wasn’t prepared for the outcome. Final results…

I know you’ve heard it before and have likely fallen victim to it yourself…”we are our own worst enemy.”

This month I want to share with you what I’ve learned and am still learning about self-compassion. An emotion, an expression of an action, one we often have a complicated relationship with, and one that’s hindered or kept in the dark when shame is in full throttle.

In this world today, our attention is pulled in a thousand different directions, from the alerts on our phones to the whole FOMO phenomenon or Fear of Missing Out. Current culture screams for our time, our money, even our values. We spin plates, get in ruts, and wonder how we got here. Now, how do we get outta here?

As a Generation X kid, before the age of cell phones and streaming, coming home after school at 3pm for me and many of my friends, meant one of two things-turning on the TV and tuning in to either Guiding Light or General Hospital. My soap of choice?

My intention for this space is to be a sacred one-at times deeply personal, reflective, contemplative, and one full of musings on human nature and humans in nature. Consider this a love letter of sorts to Nature and her gifts…