Tag: healing

Healing Through Creation: The Power of a Creative Outlet

by Mothersense, posted in This Life

There’s something magical that happens when we put our pain, joy, confusion, or hope into words, images, or melodies. Lately, I’ve been writing songs, poetry, short stories, and sharing pieces of my journey here on this blog. Each piece—whether it flows easily or arrives stubborn and raw—has been a small but powerful step forward in my healing.

Creating isn’t just about making something beautiful or polished. Sometimes it’s messy. Sometimes it’s just about getting through the day, giving shape to a feeling that doesn’t have a name yet. But over time, I’ve come to see that this act of expressing—of making—has been one of the most effective tools in my emotional toolbox.

Why Creative Outlets Heal

When we go through pain, trauma, stress, or even just the overwhelming pressure of day-to-day life, it can feel like everything inside us is swirling out of control. Creative outlets give us a way to take back the narrative. They allow us to externalize what’s internal, and suddenly, what felt chaotic becomes a canvas we can look at, understand, and maybe even learn to appreciate.

Here’s what I’ve noticed about using creativity to heal:

  • It makes space for truth. There are things I didn’t even realize I needed to say until I wrote them down. That truth, however small, opens a door.
  • It reduces the pressure to “fix” everything. Healing doesn’t need to be linear. Sometimes it’s just about showing up and writing the next verse or paragraph.
  • It empowers me. Whether I’m writing a powerful lyric or a quiet line of poetry, it reminds me that I have a voice. That I’m not just surviving—I’m creating.

Balancing Healing and Hustling

Right now, I’m also deep in study mode, working toward earning my securities licenses. It’s a grind. It’s mentally exhausting. But even in that structured, analytical world, I find moments where creativity sneaks in—whether it’s the way I reframe a financial concept to help it stick, or the way I motivate myself with a lyric I wrote last week. Studying for these exams is part of my future, but writing keeps me present.

It’s strange but comforting how these two seemingly opposite parts of my life—rigid test prep and freeform writing—are actually balancing each other out. One grounds me, the other sets me free.

How’s Your Healing Journey Going?

If you’re reading this, maybe you’re on a healing path of your own. Maybe you’re creating something, or maybe you haven’t yet, but the idea is tugging at you. I encourage you to try. You don’t have to show anyone. You don’t have to be good at it. You just have to let it be real.

So how’s your healing journey going? What helps you feel a little more whole?

Leave a comment or just reflect quietly—but know that your story matters. And maybe, just maybe, your next step forward begins with a blank page.

Until next time,
Keep creating. Keep healing. Keep going.

✨🖊️🎶

Life Transitions: Finding Peace Amidst Chaos

by Mothersense, posted in This Life

MIA, But Not Gone

I know I’ve been MIA.

Sometimes, life demands that we step back—not just from work or social media—but from everything. I had to hit pause. I had to give myself permission to simply be.

Over the past few months, I’ve been dealing with some health issues that forced me to reassess my routines and my life in a real, deep way. It wasn’t as easy as just adding a new pill to my morning or nighttime regimen and calling it a day. These were foundational shifts. Things had to change—mentally, physically, emotionally.

I had to move more. I had to get better at managing my stress. And I don’t mean just more yoga, more meditation, or another breathing exercise. I mean truly facing some things I’ve carried for a long time. Things that made me feel angry, sad, and raw. Grief came back around—like it always does—and knocked the wind out of me when I least expected it.

So I’ve been sitting with my feelings. Letting them breathe. Giving them space instead of stuffing them down like I’ve done so many times before. I’ve had to re-center. To literally touch grass. I know it sounds cliché, but there was something healing about standing barefoot in the yard, letting the sun warm my skin and the earth hold me up.

All this while life keeps moving forward at full speed.

My youngest son is heading into his sophomore year of high school—talking about getting a job, becoming more independent, stepping into the world in new ways. And my oldest daughter… she’s getting married. Married. There’s so much to be proud of, so much to be pleased about—but also this deep ache. Because they’re not babies anymore.

They will always be my babies. But we’re not in that chapter anymore. And letting go of those earlier seasons, even while embracing the beauty of what’s now, has been its own kind of mourning.

It’s a strange, tender time. A phase of life where things are shifting—again. We’re growing. We’re changing. And while I know, deep down, that this next chapter is going to be beautiful—it’s also really messy. It’s hard. It’s uncertain. And sometimes it’s just plain exhausting.

But here’s what I do know: I’ve survived 100% of the days I thought would break me. And I’m still here. We’re still here. Finding our footing. Creating new routines. Learning how to breathe deeply again.

So if you’re in the thick of it too—whatever your “it” looks like—just know that you’re not alone. Healing isn’t linear. Growth isn’t neat. And the hard days don’t last forever.

We’re adjusting. And it’s going to be okay. Maybe even more than okay.

We’re making something beautiful.

Mess and all.

The Art of Compassion: Helping Loved Ones Heal

by Mothersense, posted in This Life

When You Can’t Fix It: Being There for Loved Ones in Their Pain

There are moments in life when someone we love is hurting, and there is nothing we can do to take their pain away. Grief, loss, heartache—these are deeply personal experiences, and while we may wish to absorb their suffering, to shoulder it for them, we simply cannot. It is their journey, and our role is not to fix it but to walk beside them. So how can we show up in meaningful, supportive ways without offering empty words or repeating well-worn advice?

Hold Space Without Filling It

Silence can be one of the most powerful ways to show love. So often, we feel compelled to say something, anything, to ease the discomfort of pain. But instead of searching for the perfect words, try simply being present. Sit with them in their grief. Let them talk, cry, or say nothing at all. Being a steady presence can speak volumes more than any well-intentioned words ever could.

Acknowledge Without Trying to Solve

One of the most painful things for someone in distress is feeling unheard. When they express their pain, resist the urge to offer solutions or compare their experience to something you’ve been through. Instead, acknowledge what they’re feeling: “I hear you. That sounds incredibly hard.” Sometimes, knowing they are seen and validated is all they need.

Offer Tangible Help

Rather than saying, “Let me know if you need anything,” offer specific assistance. Bring them a meal, run an errand, pick up their kids from school, or handle a small task that might be overwhelming in their current state. Practical support can be a lifeline when grief or hardship makes even basic tasks feel impossible.

Respect Their Process

Healing is not linear, and everyone moves through pain at their own pace. Some days they may want to talk, other days they may withdraw. Some moments will be filled with tears, others with unexpected laughter. Let them lead the way, and don’t impose expectations on what their grief should look like.

Lean on Faith, If That Feels Right

For many, faith provides comfort, but in moments of deep pain, even the most devout can struggle. If faith is a part of their life, remind them gently of their beliefs without forcing platitudes. Instead of saying, “Everything happens for a reason,” try, “I am holding you in my prayers” or “I am here to sit with you in this, however long it takes.” Sometimes, embodying faith through love and patience is more powerful than words.

Encourage Without Pushing

There may come a time when they need professional help, whether it’s therapy, a support group, or other resources. If you sense they’re struggling beyond what they can bear, gently encourage them without making them feel broken or weak for needing help. You can say, “You don’t have to go through this alone,” and offer to help them take that step when they’re ready.

Find Your Own Support

Loving someone in pain can be exhausting. You cannot pour from an empty cup, so lean on your own faith, family, or friends when you need to process your emotions. Supporting them doesn’t mean ignoring your own needs; it means showing up from a place of strength rather than depletion.

Love Them Through It

At the heart of it all, the best thing you can do is love them. Love them when they cry, when they push you away, when they don’t have the words, when they feel stuck. Love them not by trying to remove their pain, but by being someone who remains, steady and unwavering, no matter how long the journey takes.

Because sometimes, the greatest gift we can give is simply showing up, again and again, with love.

The Weight of Empathy: Finding Balance in a Painful World

by Mothersense, posted in Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation, This Life

I oopsidentally published this on the wrong site Thursday. Check back Monday for more insight into the path I am on….Love and light ❤

Cautiously Optimistic: Navigating the Weight of Others’ Pain

I’ve often described myself as a cautiously optimistic person. It’s a way of being that helps me face the challenges of life with hope but without completely abandoning my awareness of how fragile things can be. I try to hold on to the belief that things will get better, that there is light at the end of every dark tunnel. Yet, beneath this cautious optimism is something much deeper—an empathy that can feel all-consuming. I feel everything, and when I say everything, I mean everything.

It’s as if my heart is finely attuned to the pain of the world. When I see someone struggling, whether it’s a close friend or a stranger, I feel their burden. I feel their sadness, their frustration, their fear. It’s hard to explain to those who don’t share this experience, but it’s almost as if I can physically feel their emotions in my own body. And with this heightened sense of empathy comes a natural desire to help. If I’m in, I’m all in. When someone I care about is hurting, I will do everything within my power to ease their pain. But here’s where the challenge lies: No matter how much I want to help, no matter how deeply I feel their suffering, I can’t fix everything.

And that’s the part that has become so difficult. Everywhere I go, I see people struggling. Whether it’s a friend facing a personal crisis, a family member dealing with loss, or a stranger encountering hardships I’ll never fully understand, it feels like there is a constant presence of pain in the world. It’s overwhelming at times. And as much as I want to be there for everyone, as much as I want to ease their suffering and show them that they are not alone, I feel a sense of helplessness that gnaws at me.

I think the hardest part is that the more I care, the more I absorb. I can’t turn off my empathy. When someone is hurting, I can’t just ignore it or pretend it doesn’t affect me. So, I carry these burdens with me. I hold space for others’ pain even when I have nothing left to give. This emotional weight becomes part of my daily existence, and sometimes, it feels like it’s a battle to simply get through the day without being overwhelmed.

Coping has become a process—a continuous, daily, and sometimes hourly, practice. I’ve learned to breathe through moments of heaviness, to step back and remind myself that it’s okay not to have all the answers. I’ve had to accept that my capacity to help is limited, that sometimes, the best thing I can offer is simply my presence, my listening ear, and my unwavering support. But that doesn’t always feel like enough. I want to do more—to take away the pain, to find a solution, to make it all better. The frustration of knowing that I can’t is, at times, unbearable.

But as I reflect on these feelings, I realize that my cautious optimism isn’t about ignoring the pain or pretending that everything is fine. It’s about holding space for hope, even in the face of suffering. It’s about recognizing that while I may not have the power to fix everything, I do have the ability to show up, to care, and to be a source of light in the lives of others.

The truth is, I may never be able to ease all of the burdens that I see around me, and that’s something I have to come to terms with. But I also believe that even the smallest acts of kindness, empathy, and support can make a difference. They may not erase the pain, but they can help carry it for a little while. And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough.

So, I’ll continue to navigate the world with this cautious optimism—holding space for the pain I encounter, but also holding space for the hope that one day, things will get better. I’ll keep doing what I can, even when it feels like it’s not enough, because I know that the journey of healing is a shared one. We may not always have the power to solve each other’s problems, but we can always choose to walk alongside each other, offering empathy, understanding, and love. And in the end, maybe that’s the most important thing we can do.

Out of my head: Cooking

by Mothersense, posted in Food Stuffs - Recipes, Mental Health Recovery, Reclamation

Getting it out of my head: Connecting while cooking

I have been working on getting my recipes out of my head and onto paper. This requires a type of skill that is somewhat foreign to me. I know what to do and how much to add by habit, by reflex even, not by measurement. How do I get the crust of my Lemon Delight just thin enough? I just do. No really, it takes patience and practice to get that little ball of dough flattened out just right to serve as the crust at the bottom of a family favorite dessert. I have to examine whether or not to use the grated frozen butter in my biscuits or if they are good enough just as drop biscuits or pat them out and cut them… Should I share that sometimes I use tarragon in my chicken broth and sometimes I don’t? Do I include it in the recipe if I don’t always use it? It is a labor of love to get my cooking and baking knowledge out of my head and onto paper. I then wondered why I enjoy cooking for people so much. Because I do love to cook and bake. I also had a student ask me once why I didn’t open a restaurant. I think I couldn’t open a restaurant because then the cooking and baking would be an obligation and maybe I wouldn’t love it so much. I don’t ever want to stop loving the cooking and baking that I do for my loved ones. I think that is the secret ingredient in all of my recipes, LOVE. I learned that too, from my Granny and my Mom, and even my Dad the few times he made friend eggs, sausage, gravy and biscuits for breakfast. I’ll get the measurements down eventually. Until then, the following are some thoughts about cooking and why we can use it to connect, especially with the weather getting colder and the holiday season upon us.

Why We Enjoy and Connect with Cooking So Much

Cooking is more than just a means to feed ourselves; it’s a rich tapestry of culture, emotion, and creativity. Whether we’re flipping pancakes on a Sunday morning, crafting a complex dinner for friends, or baking cookies on a rainy afternoon, the act of cooking resonates deeply within us. But what is it about cooking that captivates so many? Let’s explore the reasons behind our love for this age-old practice.

1. Creativity and Self-Expression

At its core, cooking is an art form. It invites us to express ourselves through the colors, flavors, and textures we combine. Each dish we create tells a story, reflecting our preferences, experiences, and even our moods. From experimenting with spices to plating a dish beautifully, cooking allows us to unleash our creativity and try something new. The kitchen becomes our canvas, and the ingredients are our paints.

2. Connection to Culture and Tradition

Food is deeply intertwined with culture and history. Recipes are often passed down through generations, carrying with them the memories and traditions of our families. Cooking traditional dishes can be a way to connect with our heritage, celebrate our roots, and share these experiences with others. This sense of connection can be profoundly comforting, reminding us of home, family gatherings, and shared celebrations.

3. Mindfulness and Presence

In a fast-paced world filled with distractions, cooking offers a chance to slow down and be present. The process of chopping vegetables, stirring a pot, or kneading dough engages our senses and demands our attention. This mindfulness can be therapeutic, providing a break from daily stresses and allowing us to focus on the moment. The rhythmic motions of cooking can create a sense of calm, turning a mundane task into a meditative practice.

4. Nourishment and Care

Cooking is an act of nourishment—not just for ourselves but for others as well. Preparing a meal can be a way to show love and care for those around us. Whether it’s a family dinner, a potluck with friends, or a meal for someone in need, cooking allows us to nurture relationships and foster connections. Sharing food is a universal gesture of hospitality and community, creating bonds that go beyond mere sustenance.

5. The Joy of Discovery

Each culinary endeavor is an opportunity for discovery. Trying out new ingredients, techniques, or cuisines can be an exciting adventure. Cooking teaches us about the world, as we explore different cultures through their food. It challenges our palates and expands our culinary horizons, encouraging us to be adventurous and embrace change. This joy of discovery keeps cooking fresh and exciting, always inviting us to learn more.

6. Sense of Accomplishment

There’s a unique satisfaction that comes from creating something from scratch. The aroma of a dish as it cooks, the beautiful presentation of a plated meal, and the smiles of those who enjoy it all contribute to a sense of accomplishment. Cooking can boost our confidence and reinforce our skills, reminding us that we have the power to create something delicious and meaningful.

7. Community and Togetherness

Cooking often brings people together. Whether we’re cooking with family, hosting a dinner party, or participating in a cooking class, the kitchen can be a gathering place. Sharing the experience of preparing a meal fosters communication, teamwork, and collaboration. These moments create lasting memories and strengthen our bonds with others.

Wrapping it up.

Cooking is a multifaceted experience that goes beyond just preparing food. It allows us to connect with ourselves, our culture, and our loved ones. Whether we’re seeking creativity, mindfulness, or a sense of accomplishment, cooking fulfills a deep human need for connection and expression. So, the next time you find yourself in the kitchen, take a moment to appreciate the joy and richness that cooking brings to your life. Embrace the process, savor the flavors, and celebrate the connections you create along the way. Happy cooking!