three women walking away from the camera in a tulip field
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Don’t Say “I’m Worried About You”

Do you remember the last time you said to someone, “I’m worried about you”? How did they respond? How did they look? What about the last time someone else said these words to you? How did you feel? What was your gut-level response? When a family member said this to me recently, it made me…

a young boy crouches in the street to take a picture of a mural
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The “Mean Kid”: Looking Beyond Behavior

My son was expelled from preschool. Maybe that sounds shocking—it was to me! But apparently it happens over fifty thousand times every year.[1] I’m sure this leads to a lot of hurt, frustration, and shame. While I’m sure there is no easy solution, I’m convinced that one of the best ways to learn and grow…

a woman silhouetted against the sunset
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Practicing Compassion for Ourselves

With tears streaming down her face, my client said, “I don’t know if I’ll ever be free of this way of being, of feeling like no one cares about me.” I sat still as she shared her despair, listening with compassion and deep faith. She talked about how, as she was growing up, her parents…

a hand holding a red Japanese maple leaf
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Plant with Hope

I am now in my forties. For many years, I said that while my “ideal self” gardened, my real self never did. I’m not sure exactly what held me up. A few moves, worries about critters eating stuff, and probably more than a little intimidation fueled by inexperience. But this year, I finally did it….