My job used to be an anchor for me. When did it get to be this mouse wheel that buries me? Slowly, but surely …
Author: Cǎtǎ Gǎrdescu
Out with the old, in with the new …
As someone who has never moved from her home town and who has worked in the same place for 18 years, it can be argued
An Exercise in Boundary Setting
As I was doing one of my morning mindfulness exercises in finding gratitude in adversity, I got to thinking of a recent and ongoing struggle
Hitting the Sweet Spot
The truth is I don’t trust my compass. I am not sure entirely why I don’t. I simply don’t trust my internal compass to tell
No flow, no fun
I am in a rut. For weeks I have been pondering the idea that I am depressed, that I am getting old, that I am
(Dis)Connected
This past week I was talking to someone about how today offers the illusion of connection by offering so many different platforms, just to cover
