If you've ever felt like you're "not good at healing," you're not alone. In this entry, I share a story from my mom that offers a tender metaphor for navigating the inevitable "potholes" of our healing journey. With humor, compassion, and curiosity, this piece invites a more forgiving and sustainable relationship with self-care, change, and inner growth.

What sticky dough, lopsided loaves, and a very persistent inner critic showed me about healing. It isn’t about getting it perfect, but about showing up human, curious, and kind. Whether you're on your own healing path or supporting others, I hope this story offers some permission to soften, invite playfulness and joy, and begin again.

Weaving new neural pathways and possibilities healing, meaning, and ease. Integratingartful intentionality and the cultivation of liveliness in a way that does not banish the difficult parts of our story, but integrates them more fully into a rich tapestry of experience, honoring the full range of what it means to be human.

The fact that your pain/symptom has been ‘chronic’ does not mean that it will last forever.