Dear Lizzy,
How can I understand the difference between a hopeful heart and a foolish pursuit?
I am torn because I think having a career or meaningful direction for my life is really important, and I also think that having a family life is important. How do I figure out what I really want right now?
I want to welcome you to the world of Love, Lizzy where we work together to create a more compassionate and expansive definition of what it means to be a thinking and feeling human. As we all head into the holiday season it is only fitting that our first submission and love letter from Lizzy […]
A few years ago I was navigating a dance with depression that had me in a chokehold. At times it felt like I couldn’t breathe and I certainly was not able to access my internal compass. If I were to listen to my thoughts they would have only led to self destruction and more pain, […]
My reflections after a ten-day respite in Bulgaria. I woke to a rooster crowing and the view of tree covered hills for miles and miles. Outside my window sat my sister’s cat, Tormenta (storm), meowing in a familar rythym to my dog’s howls. She was hungry. I rose slowly to open the balcony door to […]
My reflections after a ten-day respite in Bulgaria. I woke to a rooster crowing and the view of tree covered hills for miles and miles. Outside my window sat my sister’s cat, Tormenta (storm), meowing in a familar rythym to my dog’s howls. She was hungry. I rose slowly to open the balcony door to […]
My reflections after a ten-day respite in Bulgaria. I woke to a rooster crowing and the view of tree covered hills for miles and miles. Outside my window sat my sister’s cat, Tormenta (storm), meowing in a familar rythym to my dog’s howls. She was hungry. I rose slowly to open the balcony door to […]
My reflections after a ten-day respite in Bulgaria. I woke to a rooster crowing and the view of tree covered hills for miles and miles. Outside my window sat my sister’s cat, Tormenta (storm), meowing in a familar rythym to my dog’s howls. She was hungry. I rose slowly to open the balcony door to […]
My reflections after a ten-day respite in Bulgaria. I woke to a rooster crowing and the view of tree covered hills for miles and miles. Outside my window sat my sister’s cat, Tormenta (storm), meowing in a familar rythym to my dog’s howls. She was hungry. I rose slowly to open the balcony door to […]