The mind is a meaning making machine, so when something happens to us that feels overwhelming, confusing, catastrophic, our mind gets to work to figure out what it all means.

I got derailed by taking the Wayfinder life coach training.

Most adopted people have stories about being told Enough already or Everyone feels like that or Aren’t you just lucky to have a family? when speaking about adoption.

In addition to the confusion I have between distinguishing between my nervous system and my body compass, I would like to talk about the confusion I have as an adopted person over the existence of having both a body compass and an adopted body compass.

I have found that to be embodied and to be an adopted person is a paradox.

I jumped right into the topic in my last post without covering what life coaching is.

Asking someone whose home base is survival what their dream life is like can be like asking a drowning person what they would like for lunch.

Narrating a book you’ve written is an amazing and rewarding experience, but it does come with challenges.

I first drove from Massachusetts to California to be a sophomore at Occidental College when I was twenty-one.

“You can,” Kathy snapped.

It occurred today that I keep leaving places, people, and things because some part of me is trying to figure out how to get goodbye right.

Out in the world when I tell someone I’m adopted and they tell me I must be grateful, something else entirely happens. It’s like my cells are bumper cars and they start crashing into each other.