by Callie | Apr 30, 2023 | acceptance, chronic disease, chronic illness, chronic pain, creative, creativity, encouragement, Forest Therapy, Grief, Healing
It’s funny. When I healed from my illness, I thought that was it. I thought that was my one true, golden lesson in the inevitable suffering of humanity. I thought I was going to emerge victorious from my pain and yay – hooray – hazah! for the wisdom and...
by Callie | Nov 24, 2022 | chronic disease, chronic illness, creative, creativity, Divorce, Grief, Healing
For the past 6 months, I have been working on getting my certification as a forest therapy guide through the Association of Nature and Forest Therapy. As one of our final assignments, we were tasked with a “harvest project”. It was supposed to be something harvested...
by Callie | Apr 2, 2019 | chronic disease, chronic illness, Grief, Healing, health anxiety, suicidal thoughts, suicide
https://media.blubrry.com/chronicallywell/p/content.blubrry.com/chronicallywell/LivingMentallyWell_WhitneyGoodman.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Google Podcasts | RSS In this episode, I interview Whitney Goodman, LMFT, owner of Collaborative...
by Callie | Feb 16, 2019 | acceptance, chronic disease, encouragement, Grief
http://media.blubrry.com/chronicallywell/p/content.blubrry.com/chronicallywell/Ep3Don_tAcceptYourNewNormal.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Google Podcasts | RSS There is a phrase used by the multitudes and I am calling for its extinction. I hate...
by Callie | Nov 27, 2018 | chronic disease, chronic illness, diagnosis, encouragement, Grief, Healing, health anxiety, Interstitial Cystitis, suicidal thoughts
I recently asked all of you what you wanted to hear more about over here on River and Quill and you told me anxiety and depression, so here we go! Let’s discuss the joy killing, life stealing duo, shall we? Before we begin, though, I have read some comments...
by Callie | Aug 6, 2018 | chronic disease, chronic illness, creative, creativity, discouragement, encouragement, Grief, Healing, health anxiety, hope, writing
You’re standing there, shifting the weight from one hip to the other: hand in your pockets; hands crossed; hands back in your pockets. Who’s that idiot trying to jump on the stage? The lights go down. The band comes out. Your hands come together, with the hundreds...
