Author: loriday1974

  • A Psychic Told Me to Throw Rocks

    A week ago, I booked a reiki session that quickly turned to a psychic reading. Now, before you roll your eyes or assume I’ve gone completely off the deep end, hear me out. I’ve always been fascinated by the idea that sometimes people can see things differently than we do. Whether that’s intuition, energy, life…

  • The Cat Didn’t Second-Guess Anything

    Recently, my daughter’s boyfriend sent her a picture of the most beautiful little furball. She showed up on the steps of the cottage he’s staying at and helped herself to his lobster fishing gear like she had an open invitation. Make no mistake, this was no stray cat. We’re assuming it’s a female, she was…

  • The Noise Isn’t the Destination

    “You will never reach your destination if you stop and throw stones at every barking dog.” — Winston Churchill I read this quote recently and found it profoundly interesting, it hits a little harder when you’ve lived long enough to know exactly what those “barking dogs” sound like. They aren’t always the obvious critics or…

  • The Quiet Strength of Resilience

    If you had asked me years ago what resilience meant, I probably would have given you a textbook answer; something about bouncing back after hardships. But life has a way of teaching us lessons in the most personal ways. For me, resilience has become less about “bouncing back” and more about finding a way through.…

  • Waiting for the Bus: Recognizing Codependency and Choosing to Walk

    My therapist once gave me a simple image that stuck: You’re standing at a bus stop, waiting to get somewhere you really need to go. The problem? The bus isn’t coming, who knows, maybe it’s delayed; it might come…eventually. So, you stand there. Waiting. Watching. Hoping. You don’t actually need the bus; you can walk.…

  • Under a full moon, a simple reminder

    There’s something about a full moon that makes me pause. Whether you believe in the energy behind it or not, you have to admit—things just feel different. This past Friday night, with the full moon in Scorpio hanging quietly overhead, my daughter Jordyn and I found ourselves on FaceTime. She’s a night owl, and I’m…

  • Has Worrying Ever Changed the Outcome?

    Has Worrying Ever Changed the Outcome? I used to worry myself sick about everything. It wasn’t until I started therapy—after one long session where I poured out all my fears about my dad’s cancer and watching my kids struggle through different stages of life—that something shifted. My therapist paused, then asked me a simple question:…

  • The World Feels Like a Dumpster Fire — Here’s How to Take Care of Yourself Anyway

    It’s hard to ignore it. The constant stream of bad news, division, uncertainty. The feeling that no matter where you look, something is burning — and not in a way that brings light or warmth. It’s exhausting to exist in a world that feels like it’s always on edge. Calling it a “dumpster fire” might…

  • The Quiet Power of Walking Away from Gossip

    Gossip is one of those things that slips into everyday life so easily we barely notice it happening. It can start as concern, curiosity, or even connection but in the mix of all of that, it often turns into something heavier. Something that doesn’t sit quite right. I’ve been on both sides of it. I’ve…

  • Proof that hard seasons end

    There’s a morning every spring where I get up for my daily walk and there’s a noticeable difference in the air, today was that day.  There is usually still snow piled along the driveway, although most of it has melted here on the east coast where I live. Mornings still bite a little when you…

  • Your Body Remembers What Your Mind Tries to Forget

    We like to think that when something bad happens, we can just “move on.” We tell ourselves, it’s in the past, I was overreacting, or I shouldn’t feel this way. But in reality, your body remembers. Even if your mind tries to reason it away, even if you tell yourself it “wasn’t that big of…

  • You Are Not Everyone’s Emotional Lifeboat — Let Them Learn to Swim

    Depending on where you are in your own healing journey, you may or may not realize that you’ve spent a lifetime treading water for everyone else. Whether that means you were the one who stayed calm in chaos, or listened without interrupting when a friend or family member needed to vent, or maybe you’ve just…

  • The Woman I Raised Is Teaching Me How to Be One

    When I was growing up, being a “good woman” meant being agreeable. It meant keeping the peace and not making things awkward. There was an unwritten expectation to smooth things over when someone else made a mess and to carry more than your share all the while calling it love. The word no didn’t come…

  • The Overburdened Woman

    If you’ve ever felt like you’re constantly running on empty — juggling work, caregiving, friendships, appointments, emotions — and still feeling like you’re not doing enough… you’re not imagining it. I once heard Elizabeth Gilbert say: “Nearly all the women I know are stressing themselves sick over the pathological fear that they simply aren’t doing…

  • Wanderlust meets routine

    People love to say that life isn’t meant to be lived on repeat. That we aren’t meant to wake up every morning, pour the same coffee into the same mug, drive the same roads, and fall asleep exhausted just to do it all again tomorrow. Travel quotes flood my social media this time of year…

  • Hurt People Hurt People… But I’m Tired of That Being an Excuse

    Hurt people hurt people my therapist said it to me years ago, since then, I’ve read it in books, heard it in every self help podcast and I’ve repeated it myself and it’s true; pain that isn’t healed often spills out sideways through sharp words, emotional distance, defensiveness, addiction, control, or silence. I understand all…

  • The far side of the moon

    My daughter was the first person to show me an appreciation for the moon. From the young age of two, I can still picture her sitting in her little pink Barbie Jeep, pointing up one evening and saying, “the moon, the moon.” From that moment on, she wanted to stay up late for every supermoon,…

  • The great divide: walking my dad home

    This spring will mark three years since my dad died of cancer. Do you ever look back at your life and divide it into “before” and “after”? For me, that moment was losing a parent. When my dad first told me he had colon cancer, I was in shock. I never imagined cancer would touch…

  • Nothing else matters

    I used to tease my son that the reason he had anxiety was because he listened to heavy metal music. It was too much for my racing mom brain on the way to school. “We should listen to something less intense,” I’d joke. Truthfully, I believe music was his escape — just like it has…

  • A clean place to stand

    Have you ever caught yourself saying, “What did I do in a past life to deserve this?” No? Just me?  I often muttered this when I was being tested through rough times. I look back at the version of myself that I was in my 20’s, 30’s, 40’s and I’m proud of who I’ve become…