Why I’m an Unapologetic Baby Flirt I’m sitting at a coffee shop in the mild Spring sunshine, sipping my guilty pleasure and responding to emails when a toddler walks by, hand stretched upward to grasp...

Reflections on suicide in the wake of loss. I stand in tadasana, facing the towering San Bernardino mountains, their peaks glistening in late-Winter snow, my bare feet imprinting in the soft green grass....

“Is he mentally ill? Should I be more understanding of this or am I right to feel as angry as I do? What’s going on?” Pathological lying is not a mental health disorder in itself but is a symptom...

“Lucy has been in a terrible car accident. She is in the ICU in a coma. Please pray.” It was an email that stopped you dead in your tracks. Fear, horror, dread: my loved one might die. Dear God. The...

A writer recently asked me this question. What do you, as a therapist, do when you feel lonely? As both writer and therapist, I get where she’s coming from: both professions offer the privilege of independent...

Contentment and Complacency. I wrote these two words on a sticky note four years ago and it’s still hanging on my desk. A testament to the miracle of sticky notes! Beyond the powers of physical adhesion,...

One of the devastating costs of living with an emotionally abusive gaslighter is the doubt that seeps in. Even as you recognize the lies, distortions, and insults, the constant drip, drip, drip begins...

When my son began public school, I decided to dedicate my newfound alone time to writing, a lifelong passion. I began a blog, writing at the intersection of social issues and spirituality. I was in my...