In the same way people arrive on my office couch and I may judge their mental health as pretty shitty, I can imagine a nutritionist or personal trainer looking at me on day one with a disapproving tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m aware of this! Yet, I don’t do much about it. I indulge a littleContinue reading “Everything’s Just Duckie”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Shiver Me Timbers
Just a hermit crab on a rocky bottom, unfazed by a jet flying by. My senses are dull, as is my significance. I yearn to ride a rainbow as my steed. Yet, my dreams shatter like fragile bubbles, and the screen fades to black. I hesitate, blinking and waiting, unwilling to make the first move.Continue reading “Shiver Me Timbers”
The Trapeze Artist
I’m working on paying close attention to moments when I find myself getting distracted, checking out, or feeling off. Now, let me try to explain what I do next. It’s like a combo move where I acknowledge the feeling, calm myself down, and attune to what’s happening around me. Every now and then, I likeContinue reading “The Trapeze Artist”
My Ageless Friend
You’re the kind of person I wish that’d never age. Forever we’d meet on that worn ol’ bench, me with my iced chai and you with your coffee, black. The likes of us they’d never seen, and for that we’d press our shoulders back with chins slightly up. It’d be you, me, and the sun.Continue reading “My Ageless Friend”
Weighty Inspirations
I experience giddy bursts of sudden energy, like powerful blasts that scream, “Let’s write!” or “Let’s take on all the projects!” It’s a feeling that makes me feel as if I’m Zeus soaring around his throne at Mount Olympus. The duration of these bursts is unpredictable, and I never know when they’ll come again, butContinue reading “Weighty Inspirations”
Pour Some Sugar On Me
When the sun disappears beneath the horizon, casting its warmth upon distant lands, and the moon playfully reveals itself behind the trees, a mischievous little gremlin awakens from hidden crevices. This creature, an untamed and spirited beast, possesses an insatiable appetite and, if left to its own devices, would indulge until sunrise, risking a sugar-inducedContinue reading “Pour Some Sugar On Me”
Sugar Shack
Well, Dave and I just booked our first excursion for our month-long trip to Georgia—an overnight stay in Beaufort, South Carolina. It’s a charming coastal town with walkable streets and a used bookstore. Dave was sold on the idea after hearing a podcaster from the show “The Editors” rave about his visit there. While 99Continue reading “Sugar Shack”
Recalculating Route
When my job takes a serious turn and I feel like I’m failing, the thought of quitting often creeps into my mind. Today, that feeling hit me hard with a one-two punch—an overwhelming sense of incompetence with a 13-year-old client and two letters from the Department of Social Services and Disabilities that pushed me toContinue reading “Recalculating Route”
Plop Plop Fizz Fizz
I’m feeling accomplished. A bamboo beaded octopus curtain hangs, separating our clothes closet from the add-on attic closet. It gives off a vibe like you’ve stepped into a tarot card-reading lady’s house who’s getting handsy with a crystal ball. I am absolutely beat. My puppies have overheated, my brain feels fried, and if I hadContinue reading “Plop Plop Fizz Fizz”
Belief Relief
From one week to the next, I witnessed a client’s belief completely shift from “I can’t handle this” to “I can handle this.” It was remarkable to see how quickly his anxious symptoms transformed from causing chaos to a more focused and calm state. I’d like to believe it was my magical counseling skills atContinue reading “Belief Relief”
Going On 40 