Dear Martin Luther King …I want to be a Giant Tree.

Dear Martin Luther, thank you for sending me this Guardian Angel called Mamadou and working in the labour Trade Union. He is an African living in France and working for the same company for a long time. He’s got the same sense for Justice and he is giving me dignity and awareness of who IContinue reading “Dear Martin Luther King …I want to be a Giant Tree.”

PTSD Books: Walking the Medicine Wheel.

Author Biography: The focus of my work and writing is on bringing creativity, spirituality, and healing to my work with clients as well as to the larger challenges that face health care and society. I work at Puget Sound VA in Seattle in Primary Care Mental Health Integration and have an appointment as an ActingContinue reading “PTSD Books: Walking the Medicine Wheel.”

Self love and yoga.

Today I was reading this blog page, talking about suicidal survivor, and I found my self wondering what kept me safe from going down, in last two years. I mean, I’ve been depressive, and bipolar, when younger, and at age of 43, I admit that I am, proudly, NO MORE. During my journey, I’ve beenContinue reading “Self love and yoga.”

Mindfulness, start small.

Before I discovered meditation, my daily routine was jumping out of bed, at last minute, rushing for having my breakfast, and getting ready for going out, and still hurry up to catch my bus. Typical parisian, I’d say. Yes, except I live in suburbs, and this area is located between country and woods. Even moreContinue reading “Mindfulness, start small.”

Burn out. Paragraph.

When I was diagnosed « burnt out » by my doctor, september 2015, I used sleeping 3-4 hours per night, five days a week. In my weekend days, I was so exhausted that I didn’t wake up until I had enough. Recovery sleep, what was that ? Professionals say that our biological system starts producing melathonin at 22Continue reading “Burn out. Paragraph.”

No more excuses.

At the time of Paris attacks, january and november 2015, I was already struggling with chronic stress due to toxic work and lifestyle. Anger and frustration made me piss off all my dears, lover and best friends. All I needed was a warm and deep hug, listening, caring, and the way I had to callContinue reading “No more excuses.”

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