Category: Mindset

  • Hanging out

    Hanging out

    I never had a hammock growing up.  We had swings when we were little.  Some of the swings were store bought, others were improvised from tires or planks and ropes.  Still going decades later, my father turned a milk crate into a baby swing for my daughters.  I still remember…

  • PhD’ing with a migraine

    PhD’ing with a migraine

    I’ve been working part-time on my PhD for a little over 4 years now… and for more than half of that, I’ve had a migraine.  It’s a little bit shocking to realize just how much of my study was undertaken in pain.  But as I inch my way closer to…

  • Pebble-power

    Pebble-power

    Ok, so I’m always ten steps behind the rest of the world when it comes to trends… I am what I am. But, the other day I came across the idea of “pebbling” and I fell in love. Now, please don’t hold me to account if all of this is…

  • “Mindfulness and it’s discontents”

    “Mindfulness and it’s discontents”

    The more I learn about mindfulness, the more I discover there is also push-back.  If mindfulness is a ‘movement’, then there are those who are advocates and those who are not.  The internet is full of the first camp, and you don’t have to look too hard to find someone…

  • It’s like riding a bike… backwards

    It’s like riding a bike… backwards

    Everyone’s heard the saying, “it’s like riding a bike – once you learn how, you never forget it.” The implication is, it’s easy, and once you master the skill, it’s for life. In reality, there ARE a stack of skills that we master in our youth that stay with us…

  • Battlefield versus Farmland

    Battlefield versus Farmland

    I know I occasionally harp on about this, but the “Migraine Warrior” label isn’t for everyone – I prefer something gentler, more organic, more aligned with a garden-like-metaphor. I know it might annoy others who feel very passionately that the ‘warrior’ label is the right way to go – it…

  • The power of positivity

    The power of positivity

    Don’t ask me why, but the other day it occurred to me how many ‘crosses’ there are in my life.  I spend a lot of time at pharmacists, and there’s always a red (blue or green) cross on the signage.  My husband has Maltese heritage, so my house is filled…

  • Wearing a mask / Resting B!@#$ Face

    Wearing a mask / Resting B!@#$ Face

    I couldn’t decide what to call today’s post. The polite version of what I want to write about relates to “wearing a mask” when you live with chronic pain. I often find myself smiling politely to people when I really feel like sleeping / sighing / crying. It’s not the…