Never making the decision you  know  you need to make has been called ‘analysis paralysis’; ‘sitting on the fence’; ‘considering your options’; ‘waiting for the  right  time’ (when there is  no  right  time); ‘not wanting to rush into anything’; and, in new age lingo ‘being kind to myself by NOT making a decision’. OMG, really? However, deep inside ourselves, if we’re willing to be honest, we know it by another name, and it’s not ‘procrastination’.   It’s called “F.E.A.R.”.  

You might be aware that the demographic of society, as a whole, is aging, and if you’re part of that demographic, you’re likely discovering a plethora of books and articles increasingly available that discuss, highlight, and prepare you for the inevitable arrival – if you’re fortunate enough – of mid-life and beyond. And, when we consider the degree to which this same society remains smitten with the glow of youth, it’s no wonder that quite a number of us might fear at some l

Understanding Our Relationship with Our Bodies As a psychotherapist, I often hear how people, especially women, talk about their bodies. They use hateful and disparaging terms. I’ve been there too. I know how hard it can be to make peace with our imperfect bodies. Are they ever anything else? Many individuals spend a lifetime hating the way they are "represented" by their bodies. They analyze and criticize every inch of themselves. They compare their bodies to family members,

For many women, their female friendships have been a source of comfort, support, laughter, and joy. For others, they have been mired in betrayal, mean-spiritedness, and competition. But for most of us, they’ve been a combination of these two extremes, and typically, even before we reach the age of twelve! But, by the time we reach 30 years of age, most of us carry a number of scars from battling – and often losing to – the tactics (or ‘rules of engagement’) that we learned wh

At one time or another, we’ve likely all been advised that we should go through our closets on a regular basis to weed out what no longer works for us, and to remind ourselves what does. After months of procrastination, I tend to carry out this arduous task every couple of years, and not surprisingly, at the end of it, I’ve usually gathered together at least one large garbage bag of ho-hum clothes, that were previously relegated to the back of my drawers or closets. To the Sa

Since it’s the season to bring “joy to the world,” I thought this might be an appropriate occasion to ask you to consider what brings joy to you. Somebody asked me this question recently, and I had to think for a few minutes. I’d somehow forgotten that joy is something that’s not only important in terms of how we experience life, but it’s also a vital quality in terms of how we measure healthy emotional and mental well-being. I’m a therapist and I’d somehow forgotten that…hmm