Is it Time to Change Your Focus?

Do you need a microscope, or a telescope? Are you zoomed in so far that you can’t see the big picture? Or, are you zoomed so far out that you can’t focus on the next task to move you forward? We create fear, worry, anxiety and overwhelm when we stay in one lens for too long. We feel overwhelmed with all the tasks at hand when we stay zoomed out, and we create fear and worry (which compound into anxiety) when we stayed zoomed in. But when we allow ourselves to move between the

Loving Life Even When You’re Suffering.

I can sit here and spew all the self-care ways we can try to ease our suffering. But I have a feeling you know most of those. I’ve tried them all in my many attempts to take the pain away, and stop the self-sabotaging cycles that come from trying to numb out emotions. They are helpful in some ways, but not in others. Because it still has us seeking ways to avoid pain, as if pain is something that we shouldn’t be feeling; a foreign object to be fought and pushed out. We all su

Getting out of the shame and blame game.

In the last 24 hours I’ve found myself wishing more than anything to go into my closet and hide behind my hanging clothes. Like I would do as a kid when I got in trouble or made a mistake and didn’t want anyone to look at me. To duck out. To have a significant amount of time where no one could see me, and I could just sit in the silence and pretend to not exist. It sounds dramatic, but it’s my defense mechanism for overwhelming emotion that doesn’t feel great; that has me que

I don’t know if the church is true.

Today was fast and testimony meeting in my ward. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, and once a month we hold a fast. We fast for 2 meals, and donate that money to help others in need. Our Sunday service on this particular Sunday looks like members from the congregation going up to bear their knowledge and testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ on this earth. I haven’t born my testimony in a fast and testimony meeting since I was 12 years old. W

Spiritual Gifts— A Member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

I struggled with my testimony as a teenager. I think most of us do at some point. We question what we’ve been taught, and wonder if any of it is true. It’s part of our passage into adulthood I think. I was 16 years old during this particular struggle. I was at girl’s camp that summer, which is a church camp arranged for girls ages 12-18 in your area, and we took a hike to the mountains where we were then asked to take some time alone. To seclude ourselves and read and pray an