It's been a long difficult road for me getting to a place where I can receive criticism and praise without veering from one emotion to another, feeling rejected or "approved" of. And in my work as an emotions therapist, I find others struggling with this as well in their own personal and professional lives.
I often get letters from folks sharing their experiences and asking questions. This correspondence can offer spectacular insights and musings that answer questions that many others have on their mind. So I’m sharing one with you today…
Plain and simple – anybody who partakes in cannabis knows that the "lazy stoner" stereotype is bunk. From my perspective, it was simply one more sleazy component of the War on Drugs that hurled shame at people who communed with the plant.
I'm connecting with you from our new home in Lagos – in southern Portugal. As you might know if you've been reading my last few blogs, Ron and I touched down in this land of enchantment with our visas about 7 weeks ago and doing our best to get settled.
I always love opportunities to explain my emotional and trauma recovery method. So it was a double bonus this summer, when I was both invited to speak at the Cannabis science conference (the psychedelic track) and also have a sit down with Montel Williams.
I can still feel the dry summer dust against my skin. Each year, as a little kid, suitcase in hand, I stood along the dirt road at the end of our long gravel driveway. This was my mother's house following the divorce and she intended to put as much space between her and my father as possible.
I often get letters from folks sharing their experiences… I call them “Field Reports”. And these field reports offer spectacular insights and musings that answer questions that many others have on their mind. So I’m sharing one with you today...
Honestly, it shocked me. He's a Big Time lawyer with a Big Time presence on Facebook. I won't divulge his name but nearly a quarter of a million people follow his short (professionally produced) videos.
Like wistfully saying goodbye to a former lover you'll never see again, I'm whispering a bittersweet farewell to my Medical Marijuana Card in Florida – letting it go as I move to my new home country of Portugal.
I loved receiving all the emails responding to my blog last week about prepping to move to Portugal! (A far cry from my usual themes – but I want to share these happenings with you since it's my new life.)
