All Bad Days

All Bad Days

…as I was imagining how I might present myself as a coach I kept seeing this little bottle of perfume I used to have with three teardrops on one side and on the other side it said “all bad days”. The perfume was named An Air of Despair by a little known niche Indie...
The Wanted Feeling

The Wanted Feeling

“I want to be a ballerina.” I challenged my teacher.   I was participating in a kind of self help year long workshop called “untangling” where the attendees devote several hours per week to work on some kind of psychological “tangle” in their lives, unwinding a kind...
I am a bully

I am a bully

It breaks my heart now as I am remembering…that little 6 year old boy cowering behind the coat racks, his small arms literally covering himself like a little spider, elbows everywhere as if bracing for an attack. While I wasn’t about to physically attack him I did so ...