My daughter’s life began at the height of COVID-19, during the winter of 2020-2021. Quarantined with my vulnerable newborn, I had no...

It was those cute little genderbread men. I was attending a trans awareness event put on by PFLAG of Lafayette, CO (PFLAG is a large...

My toddler is a sprinter. She also hates riding in carts. This means that, when we go to Target or the grocery store, she is either...

Dear 20-somethings: This decade might be one of the hardest decades of your entire life. It’s just fucking hard. There’s no way around...

I hate having nothing to wear. And yet, I loathe shopping, and I have low confidence in my ability to choose clothing that’s in style....

I was supposed to write this blog post last weekend. I’ve been so proud of my consistency in creating posts every two weeks. But last...

My earliest memory is of my mother’s voice. She was calling my name. “Karyn! Karyn!” But the urgency of her voice couldn’t quite cut...

Lest any of you think therapists are better at life than you are, here is a true story that just happened last week: I’m driving my...

Ever seen those posts on social media asking people to describe what they do for a living? The firefighter says, “I bust through your...

“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and...

I am the oldest of five children. One of my earliest memories is of cuddling my mother’s belly when she was pregnant with my brother. I...

My daughter loves her baby doll. It’s part of our bedtime routine, to wrap the baby up, give her kisses, and lay her down to sleep. The...

As the year concludes, I am starting to dream about 2023. A new workshop, a new online course, a new schedule…and yes, a new blog! I have...