Victimidous Disease
Our most recent podcast featuring Shannon’s husband Nathan is the perfect combination of bringing awareness to us all as well as proposed solutions or ideas regarding a disease that affects almost everyone: victimidous disease.
Our most recent podcast featuring Shannon’s husband Nathan is the perfect combination of bringing awareness to us all as well as proposed solutions or ideas regarding a disease that affects almost everyone: victimidous disease.
People often overlook the connection between an upbeat attitude, a healthy body and a sense of wellbeing. Studies have shown that people who exercise regularly feel better, and that those who feel better tend to live longer.
People often overlook the connection between an upbeat attitude, a healthy body and a sense of wellbeing. Studies have shown that people who exercise regularly feel better, and that those who feel better tend to live longer.
It is that time of year. The time where we set new goals, review old goals and get intentional about our lives and dreams. Or not. Setting new goals and intentions is not everyone’s cup of tea, and that is ok.
Anxiety doesn’t look the same for everyone. For some it is an extreme daily struggle. For others it may be the occasional time when several days in a row cause angst and fear. For others it may be somewhere in the middle.
In my podcast, that I co-host with Dee, our goal is to show up in our most authentic selves and do the tough work of choosing love over fear. In a recent episode, I point out that we need to set better boundaries with our family, friends, acquaintances and whomever else we interact with.
Sitting in this cushy lounge chair I glance at the gentleman next to me. He is trying to pretend he doesn’t notice me, so I quickly look away so he is not uncomfortable. Or maybe so I am not uncomfortable; either way I look away.
When my anxiety was getting to a crippling point, I was searching for answers everywhere. And so many places I looked said, mediation. The problem was, who the hell has time to mediate, AND, when we try it doesn’t really help anyhow. Right?
The clock is showing 4:10am. It is time to get up and start another day. But, today, unlike yesterday, there is a ball…a knot really, of anxiousness mixed with dread in my stomach. It feels heavy. It is hard to breathe deeply. I feel afraid.
It’s hot. Like, not normal hot, but the kind of hot I’d imagine the first step into hell would be. Maybe the second step. Shit, how many steps to hell are there…? It is all of those steps. I am choking on sweat and the dust swirling around me.