NOTE: The whole time I’m writing this, I’m hearing those folks who’ve been cruel to me saying, “Oh my GAWD, Bonnie! You’re TOO SENSITIVE,” and the hearing of that is my childhood/lifetime trauma trying to…
Browsing Category Epiphanies
How I Dug Myself Out of Depression
I’m thinking back to my life 10 months ago. I *really* struggled through May, June, and July 2022. Like, I was in a really dark place I wasn’t sure I could figure out how to…
The USA’s Pluto Return and CONTROL
Meanwhile, at Twitter… Cressa Maeve Beer fixed this New York Times headline. Click to see the tweet. Seriously, y’all… the USA’s Pluto Return is all about reconciling VALUES and being honest about the origin story…
4 Years Sober
Those first days of sobriety were the hardest. Not just because of the physical absence of vodka in my system for the first time in maybe a decade, not just because I was still wrapping…
2020: Both Glorious and Horrible
Real talk: In April, on the way to Pilates, I had a panic attack. Even though we were meeting virtually (me in the studio, my trainer on Zoom, guiding my workout on her equipment), I…
1000 Days Sober
If you knew me before October 16, 2016, you would describe me as someone who could really hold her liquor. A power drinker. A good ol’ gal who knew how to have a good time….
The Evolving Dinner Party
Just an a-ha moment thanks to a client… thought I’d share it (to mark it in my own mind and in case it helps anyone else facing down the daily-more-terrifying experience of expanding beyond an…
888 Days Sober
I remember Googling. I Googled a lot. It was always something like, “How to drink in moderation,” “How to moderate drinking,” and even, “How to negotiate sobriety.” Wow. A whole lot of scrolling, reading, searching……
RTT (Rapid Transformation Therapy) Healed My Relationship with Pain
Healing is personal. Whether it’s healing from a physical wound, an emotional trauma, a long-held belief that isn’t serving you, or anything else, it’s PERSONAL. 🧘🏽♀️💫🦋 Last week, I underwent hypnosis for a few hours…
How Expansive Capacity Was Born
I’ll never forget when it happened. It was just before my 48th birthday in July. We knew we’d soon be saying goodbye to our cat. After a glorious financial uptick, we were getting pounded with…