Flourishing Seeds Wellness

For a long time, I didn’t have the words for some of the things I felt. I knew I was adopted. I knew I was loved. And yet, there were parts of me that never quite seemed to fit. This is a personal reflection on adoption, identity, belonging, rejection, and the lifelong journey of learning that being different doesn’t mean being wrong.

As a grief educator, I talk about grief with clients, colleagues, friends, and peers on pretty well a daily basis. Talking about it from a personal perspective is a much different beast but sometimes noticing it through the lens of both together can create a huge impact. We have all heard that there are various stages of grief. They are not linear, not everyone goes through every stage, and not any one person’s journey is the same as another’s. If you are in the midst of

What if you could harness the negative energy that might be wasted on those reactions and use it for solution-based thinking instead?

When we use empathy, we can disagree with someone or something, without needing to take them out at their knees.