With my younger daughter off to her college life, I stand at the grocery store, trying to remind myself that no, I do not need all that food, as the teenagers who filled the house, and emptied the refrigerator, are all gone and flown out of the nest. There is sadness and stillness; there is joy and calmness, there is confusion.
There is also a lot to do, but rather then move quickly through it all, I try to remind myself my own wisdom that I part with my own clients through those times.
I ask myself to stay vulnerable to those feelings and not wish them away. I invite myself and you, my fellow ’empty nesters’ — to
Grieve, Feel, Allow, Write, Talk, Share, Slow down, Look around, Feel…
I hope your summer was full with joy, beauty, presence, and the acute awareness of how precious every moment of our life is.. Here in Nevada City, we are blessed with a summer revolving in and around our beloved Yuba River...swimming, hiking, cooling, grounding…the three forks of the Yuba become home during the summer.
…And speaking of community — I have the privilege of serving on the Mental Health team at Burning Man which is part of an extensive Medical and Emergency Services system. Burning Man is a festival in the desert of Nevada which happens every end of summer. Burning Man is based on the principle of a community of inclusion, reliance, sharing, giving, participating, where there is no Money exchange and yet, abundance.
Look for our upcoming Hold Me Tight workshops in next week’s newsletter.
Hold Me Tight Couples Workshop
November 14-15-16, 2014
AND last but not a bit the least… I need to ASK for your HELP!
As I am joining the 21st century, I am finding myself trying hard to catch up with the technology, marketing and social media requirements that at times become so overwhelming to me…
SO the way you can HELP is to ‘like’ my page Dalia Anderman MFT on FaceBook and/or write a review, or give a STAR rating.
Also on GOOGLE+
I thank YOU so much for doing this for ME!!
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom” ~ Anais Nin