I was lying on the sofa, feeling yucky, depressed, anxious. In an hour I was to drive to the airport. My mom was paying for a luxurious vacation at Canyon Ranch in Massachusetts, a place of healing. I never knew when it would hit. Stomach ailments, pain, general malaise. I had gone to one doctor …
I was recently reminded of this very simple truth. People in my neighborhood were sharing on social media how upset they were that people didn't clean up after their pet. I thought to myself: What are they talking about? I never see what they are seeing. I mean there was a whole thread talking about …
I ask because I am sometimes at a loss as to what brings me joy. I mean when we are kids, we grab our matchbox cars and take them outside, happily making "roads" with the grass. We get with a group of kids and play Kick the Can or Kickball until the dinner bell rings. …
Wherever I look, I see memes, articles or quotes telling us not to let THEM get to us. Most of the time, it is disguised as a motivational message. But in many instances, there is a sense that you need to rise above THEM, whatever THEM is being referenced. Don't let THEM get to you. …
I can't breathe. . . Breathe they say. So I try. Sometimes another tack is needed. Today I got down on my hands and knees and played with my dog, puppy style, in the back yard. It's a joyful experience for us both. I usually find myself laughing as the kid in me comes out …
heart fossil I've decided to stop starting my day with a news commentary and instead turn on my dance playlist, while I jog. As I continued to feel anger, discontent, anxiety, again I had to get back to basics. Listening to my playlist, instead of the news, was my first step. These are other thoughts …
Zelda Girl I've written about my rescue dog, Zelda. How sad I was when I discovered her fear of the leash, among other things. Some of the ramblings were my prior dog (Sweeper) ran with me, It was a partnership, there was mutual joy . . . and on and on it went. I would …
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The first time I experienced the mirror factor, was over 25 years ago. In doing an activity on forgiveness and what I was hurt by, and writing it all out, I realized that I had done something similar to others. I was blown away. I realized that in seeing myself in others, in some way, I …
Kim Hiles, Author | Educator 