Nutrition for Change: LACK OF PREDICTABILITY

Change—even good change—can be hard. All agreed? No, not sure? Click here to read about how Change is nutrition for anxiety. Click here to read about: The Blob of Anxiety. Lack of Predictability is closely tied to Change. A large part of why change is difficult is related to the unknown of what the change may mean. We like to be able to know what to expect in the world around us and often try to predict that which is not predictable. As I write this article, the news media is rapidly trying to predict who the next president will be, even though we have 2 full years before the next election. Forecasters pore over weather maps, trying to predict the exact amount of snow or rain, even though it

Nutrition for Anxiety: CHANGE

Now that we’ve established anxiety can be just like the Blob of the 1980s horror flick (ya know, other than the whole jelly-like substance part of it), let’s explore some of the specific nutrition of anxiety; triggers that initiate the experience of anxiety or that help to maintain it. To check out the previous post, click here: The Blob of Anxiety. Change is one of life’s inevitabilities. Our lives, our worlds, our relationships are ever-changing. In good and bad ways. Sometimes we march calmly, e v e n l y t o w a r d change. Sometimes we sprint past it, not stopping to notice its impact. And sometimes we hide from it. Trying to slow

Nutrition for Anxiety: Lessons from a Bad (ahem, I mean awesome!) 1980s Horror Film

There are a lot of good metaphors we can attach to the experience of anxiety but my favorite to use is that of the 1988 cult classic remake: “The Blob.” The brief description found on offers a rather complex plot line: “A strange life form consumes everything in its path as it grows and grows.” Okay, I lied. Like most 80s horror movies, the plot line is not that complex. And, considering the special effects of most 80s horror movies, it’s not hard to imagine that the movie’s blob may actually have been some combination of a Jell-O mold or jelly-like substance. Yes, let’s all agree that the movie wasn’t Oscar-quality, but let’s see if we can still make this metaphor work for us. A l

Owning My Voice (formerly titled: Finding My Voice)

A couple weeks ago, I wrote my first post for this blog. I stayed up late one night after putting my daughters to bed, sitting so long in the same static position as I typed, that my body ached the next day. After I finished writing it, I hesitated. I second-guessed. I debated. And, then, I did something kinda scary. I shared it. As I began receiving responses and seeing updates of how many individuals had viewed the page, I was surprised by the mix of vulnerability and pride I felt. It did feel scary. But it also felt really, really, really good. 741 page views. 10 countries. Wow! Now, at least a dozen or so of those probably belong to me. And maybe another dozen to my mother. And there are

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