Updated: Jul 23, 2024
When Mom's outside. Dozer's nearby.
Even when it's 80 out.
He finds his own way to survive in the world. He's my buddy through thick and thin, hot and cold.
His commitment and love is infectious.
He helps me connect to myself, constantly reminding me what matters most in life.
Whether that's to walk, to play, to eat –
or even to take a little shade from the heat.
When I started this blog, a year and a half ago, it was almost a manifesto of sorts, proclaiming, "Hey, World, I was sexually abused as a child, and this is how I live with it." I wanted my words to help people feel whole, connected, and loved. I wanted to help people heal from suffering. And while I think I've accomplished those tasks to an extent, I know I can do better. I've changed a lot in this last year and a half. It's only natural that as I evolve, so do my offerings to you. My blog...
I'm laying on my blue couch cushions, wrapped in a long fuzzy blanket. Not that I really need it because it's a sunny 70 degrees outside here in Denver. But there's a cool cross breeze going through the open windows in our house and as anyone who knows my family knows, Scheibelhuts gets cold. As I'm bundled up here, I'm thinking back to all this past year has brought. I got my yoga teaching certification. Started teaching yoga a mere 3 weeks after that. Began my sober lifestyle. I moved into...
Sometimes the world is a bad place. There's real heart sorrowing tragedy. Natural disasters. Life ending sicknesses. War. Shootings. Trauma. When I read the news or hear people discuss current events, it can feel scary. Like there's a real loss of safety. But I have a quick exercise for you. Right now, look around the room that you're in and notice everything that is brown. Take inventory of what each object or surface is. Go ahead take a minute and look. When you're done, read this next...
