October 8, 2019

Healing is a Deconstructive Process + a Remedy for Travel Anxiety!

October 8, 2019

Healing is a deconstructive process to get back to the core of who you are underneath all the layers of adaptation. When the body is under stress – be it emotional, physical, spiritual, it puts up defense mechanisms in order to adapt – hence, “layers of adaptation.” I see this all the time on my own healing journey and with clients. They ask, “Didn’t I already deal with this? I thought that this part of me was healed, why is this coming up again?” Sometimes it feels like we just come full circle with an issue. We see the same traumatic situation from every angle before it is completely integrated and healed. This is because there is so much healing potential to be harnessed from difficult situations. Without difficulty, we would actually be quite weak and one dimensional.

August 13, 2019

The Life Changing Impacts of Homeopathy – Eczema & Psoriasis Clear

August 13, 2019

My experience with homeopathy is hard to put into words. Sometimes the only way I can think to describe it is pure magic. Today I wanted to talk potencies. If you go to the grocery store and look for a remedy, you will typically see them labeled as “30c” or “6x” if it’s a cell salt. However, there are higher potencies that work on deeper levels. While a 30c can certainly help the body heal from everyday ailments like digestive upset, skin conditions, organ imbalances, and psychological maladies – a 200c or a 1M or even a 10M potency (much stronger) can help literally turn someone’s life around.

January 16, 2019

Want to Change Your Life? Start with the Minimum Effective Dose

January 16, 2019

When it comes to making positive changes, start with the minimum effective dose. Usually this concept is applied to exercise as a way for the body to adapt to the stress of a workout without getting injured, but I believe we can apply it to most things.

There’s this false narrative in our culture that more is always better – and I think this pervasive idea has done a lot more harm than good. Not only are we always looking for more, doing more, being more to the point of exhaustion – but we believe that things are only worth doing if we give it 110%.

If we can’t commit the full hour to the gym, why even bother? If we can’t meditate for an hour every morning at sunrise, why not just sleep in and not meditate at all? Well – I had pizza this weekend so might as well order takeout tonight and start my diet again next week.

We trick ourselves into thinking it’s all or nothing. But what if we started with the minimum effective dose? What if we started with adding in more greens instead of depriving ourselves of every “bad” food we can think of? What if we start by doing a 5 minute meditation before we begin our day, whenever that may be?

By starting with the minimum effective dose, we give ourselves a fighting chance to do better and be better consistently over time. Healthy living is not a race – it’s about showing up for yourself a little more than you did before.

April 4, 2017

A Letter to the Lonely

April 4, 2017

It was the fall of 1997. Gusts of wind were swaying the trees left and right and I watched them over my left shoulder as they waved goodbye to the stillness of suburban summer. It was my last first day of preschool and my mother was walking me across the parking lot to the line that formed outside the doors of my school. It was tradition on the first day to show up in your best, most colorful outfit. Hair all neatly brushed. Shoes double-knotted. Velcro if you were cool. All the kids would stand in line with their friends anxiously waiting for the school bell to ring and the doors to come swinging open. But before we were to run through the halls and into our new classroom, moms were taking pictures on 90’s film cameras to commemorate the day. I darted my eyes looking for my best friend Madison so that we could take a picture together. Then my mom broke the news. “Cailee…Madison doesn’t go to your school anymore remember? Why don’t you find another friend to take a picture with?” My stomach dropped. Another friend? I looked around at the sea of kids smiling and posing for pictures, finding no one I would label as “a friend.” My eyes broke out into tears.