Why does being a human feel like such a struggle sometimes?
If we take a clear and honest look at the culture we live in, how could it not? From the time we’re born, our culture places a continual flow of expectations and restrictions on what we’re supposed to feel, express, desire, and do.
"Shame must be healed within relationship", my teacher recently said.
The instinct to hide parts of us, that for one reason or another, we have deemed unlikeable, inadequate, or unacceptable, is wired into our systems to protect us from rejection because, in biological terms, rejection could threaten survival.
I left town last July with my partner, Jonathan, and toddler, Luca, on a mission to share more of ourselves in the world for one year. It was time for me to grow beyond the safety of my home and for me to use my voice, to lead by example and practice facilitating groups through heart-rich sharing of our experiences, struggles, grief, joys and aspirations.
This is a story about my love affair with the most perfect form of baked good: the cookie.
That’s right. I’m talking about the world's foremost manifestation of flour, butter, and sugar combined. You don’t have to agree with me to get this story. I give you permission to replace ‘cookie’ with whatever delectable treat it is that most captures your attention.