As a counselor, it’s impossible to live up to clients’ expectations. I don’t like disappointing people, but inevitably, I will and do, and learning to tolerate this has been a work in progress. Instead of thinking, “Shoot! I failed them,” I’ve softened my approach to: “How can I help them deal with this disappointment?” RemovingContinue reading “Snack Strapped”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Jaws, Haiyaa!
I am not gung ho to write. “Gung ho,” I think, what in the heck does that even mean? Wikipedia tells me it’s “neither a slogan nor a battle cry, and is merely a Chinese organization.” I go don’t to learn: A Major in the Marine Corps in World War II viewed the Chinese devotingContinue reading “Jaws, Haiyaa!”
The Cherry On Top: A Guest Writer
While reminiscing over dishes on this past weekend, of 15 years of friendship that truly elevates the word to new heights, I received an email. It’s below. Words to my feelings, words to my heart. I’m happy to love and to be loved. Love, Jaclynn My friends, How did I get so lucky? (Hello, unworthiness!)Continue reading “The Cherry On Top: A Guest Writer”
From Buddha to Biscuits
“Do not believe what you have heard. Do not believe in tradition because it has been handed down through many generations. Do not believe in anything that has been spoken of repeatedly. Do not believe it simply because written statements come from some old sage. Do not believe in conjecture. Do not believe in authority,Continue reading “From Buddha to Biscuits”
Triple Threat
The waitress never knew what hit her. “Are we celebrating something special this evening?” The friendly-faced woman at La Spiaggia Ristorante asked me, along with my friends, Reid and Paul. Perhaps it was our boisterous and lively demeanor that led to her question, as we seemed as eager and energetic as puppies behind a glassContinue reading “Triple Threat”
Backwoods Bonding
Four logs in the Lopi stove, Foreigner vinyl spinning, and Reid reading about “No pest strips” to Paul and me means we made it safely to the cabin. At 9:41 PM, I imagine bedtime won’t be long now. It’s the first time my best buds are here. A two-night stay in the backwoods of Copalis,Continue reading “Backwoods Bonding”
Lost in Space
You know what? Right now, I’m feeling a bit off, in a way that I’m not quite in the frame of mind to understand. My thoughts seem to race away just as I try to grasp them, leaving me feeling vulnerable and uncertain. There’s a fear of judgment lingering in the back of my mind,Continue reading “Lost in Space”
Puff Puff. Pass.
Pow! Off into the sky, soaring past seagulls and eagles, there it goes. Going, going, gone. Goodbye baseball. And every time after that—can you believe it?!—the ball contacts right square in the bat’s center. Some days, you feel like everything goes your way. As a therapist, the stars for all my clients in a dayContinue reading “Puff Puff. Pass.”
Welcome Back Jon
Lance Bass held up an all-caps, handwritten 8”x11” loose-leaf notebook sign that read “Not Taylor Swift” while at the Super Bowl two days ago. And now, as I sit in a too-hot bath, knowing I’m late to write a post, with procrastination’s fuel at my fingertips, I’m ready to spit at ya. What’s with America’sContinue reading “Welcome Back Jon”
In the Red
“Ships don’t sink because of the water around them. Ships sink because of the water that gets in them. Don’t let what’s happening around you get inside you and weigh you down.” What a beauty of a line, huh? I read that on building somewhere. There’s probably a mariner out there with a rebuttal, “NotContinue reading “In the Red”