Lessons Learned in Childhood about Character

Character matters to me. It's what I value most about myself because it's a currency I control, and I have strong feelings about human decency. We learn about what character means and what contributes to it as early as kindergarten. As we get older, we continue to...

Visiting Pearl Harbor: A Personal Reflection

Visiting Pearl Harbour the week before the 2024 US Election felt right—it was a time to honour the past and, in some respects, bid adieu to certain rights and freedoms... Being at Pearl Harbor was unlike any other historical site I had visited. It wasn’t simply about...

2020: A Gift that Keeps Giving

If I polled a random sampling of people asking them to describe 2020 in one word, I think the clear winner would be sadness. A year filled with heartache and loss felt by each of us around the world - we endured heartache and crippling sadness as a global...

I write when I’m sad.

Writing is therapeutic for me, which means I write when I'm sad. I also write when I'm happy or feeling like I'm making progress in some area of my life that has been lacking, but I mostly write when I'm sad. Today I am sad. Very sad. My stepdad passed away yesterday...

Spring Cleaning of the Soul

Feb 3, 2017 | Intentional Living

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Spring cleaning. My version.

Well, spring officially showed up a week or so ago but the freshly dumped snow on my sprouting spring bulbs says winter doesn’t want to go. Sigh. I need spring. It’s an excuse to clean out the crap I’ve been holding on too over the fall and winter.

SPRING CLEANING… A PANDORA’S BOX OF TREASURES THAT CAN SINK A SOUL OR RAISE A GLASS. AND SOMETIMES IT CAN DO BOTH.

This year I have chosen to start with the most difficult – but isn’t that where I usually start? It’s who I am at the core. After all, this blog isn’t called tea in a tea cup.

In four days I will be free and clear of my crazy meds – this will be the first time in my many adult years that I will be med-free from all that ails me – mentally that is. This is a milestone, one that is scaring the crap out of me and in some strange way giving me a sense of freedom that feels right. But that could be the crazy talking.

Over the past couple of years I have sought out and practiced ways to survive my depression, anxiety and even OCD using CBT, meditation and other proven strategies (like going to bed early just to end a day) to get me – and my family – through the crazy. Now that I’m venturing out on my own, med-free, I’m curious to get to know me again. What will
crazy look like un-medicated? Am I really ready? Are you all ready for me? What does whiskey in a tea-cup turn into…

Otherwise known as Erin.

Oh hells yah, sunshine mixed with a little hurricane… does this mean I need to change the title of my blog?

OK, NOW ON TO THE NEXT BIT OF SPRING CLEANING AND SOME FURTHER EVIDENCE OF MY CRAZY. I NEEDED TO MAKE THINGS INTERESTING, SO I’VE DECIDED THAT MY OTHER BIG FOCUS THIS SPRING IS MY WEIGHT. GO BIG OR GO HOME, RIGHT?

I joined WW in December after having success a couple of years ago – plus Oprah’s doing it. So its clearly the right choice.

It’s been slow but I’m down 10 lbs. But, I’ve decided that it’s time put this into high gear – no more messing around. I will drop 20 by summer. I will. I’m committing to that while my sanity is still somewhat in tact.

I think that 10 is a fair number considering my level of crazy will be through the roof by Saturday. Hm, crazy(ier) and thin(er). Recipe for a super fun summer – who wants to hang out?

Keeping it real. Cause there’s no other way…