Category: Self-Compassion
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this is why it hurts
on belonging, fragmentation, and integration: a pondering, a poem, & a practice “If contemplation is about penetrating illusion and touching reality, why do we commiserate with others when they tell us about an experience that’s ‘disillusioned’ them? ‘Oh, I’m so sorry,’ we’ll say. ‘Please, let me comfort you.’ Surely it would be better to say,…
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living the questions
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot now be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the…
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fear is (not) a liar
Fear is (not) a liarBy Lindsay L. O’ConnorI used to try to divorce myself from inconvenient feelingsthat seemed to:- stand in the way of my goals- threaten my connection with people I loved or depended on- make me uncomfortable.Those poor dears!They cowered in the dark, shoved down, covered up,sealed tight by shame, guilt, and anxiety.Do…
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for the women
for the womenby Lindsay L. O’Connor A social media post that went viralasked women what they would doif there were no men on the planetfor 24 hours.The answers would make you weep…“Go on walks at night.”“Dance around town at 3am without fearing for my life.”“Wear whatever I want.”“Leave my drink unattended at a bar.”“Get a…
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manifesto for the beloved
I am loved,apart from anything Ido or don’t do,think or don’t think,believe or don’t believe,feel or don’t feel.In this moment,I am held in Love, just as I am. My weakness opens me to:compassion,awareness,vulnerability,and growth.I am always becoming. My body is wise & good,carrying out the beauty myheart & mind want to act upon.She holds unmatched…
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when you begin to feel again
When life is overwhelming, our wise bodies sometimes take an overdue break and our obedient hearts and minds follow suit. Maybe it feels like fatigue or illness or depression or apathy. Everything just shuts down. It all felt like too much, and it was. You were never meant to carry so much alone. And then,…
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Anxiety Dance
Anxiety Dance I used to think anxiety was a moral failure, a personal flaw, an indication of a lack of faith. I thought if I tried hard enough and prayed often enough, I could send her away, her departure the reward for my spiritual growth. Then, do you know, the more I tried to get…
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a prayer for women OR a blessing for dissident daughters
a prayer for women or a blessing for dissident daughters Today I’m holding women close in my heart. I have a prayer to share for us all but would also be honored to pray for you specifically if you would like. Just comment or send a DM. A prayer for us all: God our Mother,…
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stuck.
Dear friend, Sometimes, feeling “stuck” is a holy invitation to get still & quiet as you surrender & allow the birth of something beautiful. – 🖤- L.L.O. Three and a half weeks before my firstborn child was due to arrive, I spent the day on the couch. We were deep into the month of July…
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postpartum depression
CW: Postpartum Depression & Anxiety “Did you ever think you could love something this much?” Sometimes the most innocent words spoken at a particular moment can pierce your heart and expose the shame that scurries to the shadows, trying to remain unseen. My smile felt awkward and unconvincing. How could I tell the pediatrician—a wonderful,…
Lindsay L. O'Connor 