by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Jun 18, 2023 | Intrusive Thoughts |
I define spiritual practice as anything that helps us feel connected to the whole, to a sense of belonging, to something bigger than ourselves. This could be a nature practice, a yoga practice, a poetry practice, a prayer practice, a meditation practice, working with... by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Feb 5, 2017 | Anxiety, Break Free From Relationship Anxiety, Dying/Death, Highly Sensitive Person, Holidays/Holy Days/Seasons, Relationships, Transitions - General |
My favorite fairy tale when I was a child was Rumpelstiltskin, the story of a girl who makes a bargain with an imp-like creature in exchange for saving her life from being executed by the king. First she gives the imp a necklace, then a ring, then promises her... by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Jun 27, 2016 | Anxiety, Anxiety Collection, Break Free From Relationship Anxiety, Dying/Death, Highly Sensitive Person, Intrusive Thoughts, Relationships, Wedding/marriage transition |
The anxious mind can latch onto almost any topic: What if I don’t have enough money? What if my kids aren’t okay? What if I don’t get pregnant? What if I get pregnant? What if I have cancer? What if I don’t love my partner enough and I’m... by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Apr 19, 2015 | Anxiety, Inspiration Collections, Intrusive Thoughts |
One of the most damaging spokes of the anxiety wheel is the belief that you’re the only one who struggles with the particular thoughts and feelings that dominate your inner world. In our “How are you? I’m fine” culture that worships the happy... by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Sep 9, 2013 | Anxiety, Parenthood transitions, Relationships |
One of the first questions I ask a new client who’s struggling with relationship anxiety is, “Did you have anxiety as a child?” It’s no longer surprising to me when the client says no because I can almost guarantee that she’ll answer... by Sheryl Lisa Finn | Mar 25, 2010 | Parenthood transitions |
Last night, as I drove through the worst snow I’ve ever driven in, as my car fish-tailed around every corner and slid dangerously close to the edge of the road, a familiar state of worry set in: Would I be okay? Would I make it home? I’m sure I would have...
