Jaclynn Loibl

Grime Scene

I hope you know the sweet satisfaction of blowing mildew and algae into obliteration with the high-powered nozzle of a pressure washer. If you don’t, you should get your feet wet – not literally – and search power washing porn on Reddit. I admit it, I’ve been known to frequent those orgasmic videos a timeContinue reading “Grime Scene”

Dance Magic

I’m still in disbelief over the progress between the mother and daughter I saw yesterday in session. I was so relieved and touched by their openness and vulnerability that I cried. Because just last week, they wouldn’t even look at each other. And after seeing their painful pattern of attacking and shutting down, I wasn’tContinue reading “Dance Magic”

Surfin USA

After writing close to 120 blog posts this year I’ve created a solid system to produce them. I start in OpenOffice, cut, paste, and edit it in Grammarly, and then do my final edits here in WordPress. However, tonight I’m scrapping all of it. I need to get in the car and drive to theContinue reading “Surfin USA”

Only The Lonely

We long for closeness and attachment in spite of our fears and insecurities about doing so. They lurk inside us – buying their time – until they strike and grab hold of us as suddenly as an alligator on its prey. I shared a concern with a client today; that they were coming to sessionsContinue reading “Only The Lonely”

All By Myself

I’m in the office basement. Alone. The sound of thundering elephants is coming from above, but yet, nobody’s home. Of course, my mind surmises it’s likely kidnappers and robbers hard at work pillaging. Pillaging what? I can’t say. Because with Dave and Evelyn away, there’s nothing of much value up there anyway. I’m sure IContinue reading “All By Myself”

Psychic Musculature

I’m in a state in-between states, a ride suspended in mid-air. I’m like a sea monkey ping-ponging around a cheaply-made plastic aquarium. And then, I feel the steam of the boiling egg noodles hit my face, and I imagine how ricotta would be in the dish. And like butter, my mood changes. A friend calls,Continue reading “Psychic Musculature”

Not Today

Today, the 5-year-old neighbor girl swung on the swings and jumped on the trampoline with Evelyn. When they ran together across the field, Brighton turned to Evelyn and posed the question of all questions. “Do you want to be my friend?” I couldn’t help but hold my breath, the mother in me felt protective forContinue reading “Not Today”

Chitter Chatter

I’m fearful I’m going to fail the mother and daughter pair I am starting to work with. Mostly I’m afraid my emotions will steer the three of us straight into a concrete barrier. Which means I must bring all my self-care and soothing techniques to the big game. Deep breathing. Curiosity. Keep it light. IContinue reading “Chitter Chatter”

Dill Dohs

What if I were writing this just for me? When writing my nightly blog, I dream of going off the rails, into the great beyond of absurdity and obscurity to never return. “Everyone Everywhere All At Once” is just that, and is my new favorite movie. Hot dog fingers and dildo fighting along with aContinue reading “Dill Dohs”

Who You Are

“The answer to the question you keep asking yourself. Who are you meant to be? Go inside, bang the drum, and find out.” The wise elder commands the youthful main character inward; into a cave where she will find her calling. This is from the movie “Moana”. Inside she learns that her ancestors were oneContinue reading “Who You Are”