I love the landscape here. From the brick-stacked rock formations rubbing shoulders with the fog line to the massive, subtly rippling waves of green lushness. Whenever I cross a state line, I’m pulled to learn the culture of a place, what is different here than what came before. One thing about Kentucky is the lean-to-likeContinue reading “Destination: Horse Cave KOA”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Paranoia’s Knock at the Door
\With only the lamp on my office desk turned on, I looked at my reflection in the virtual waiting room where I hold counseling sessions and thought, “This isn’t Delilah Radio Hour, with soft sounds and soft words,” and needing to set a mood, I stood and flicked on the two lights. Spilled on theContinue reading “Paranoia’s Knock at the Door”
The Magic of Discipline
In the Runners Loving Runners Facebook group, a member asked, “How do I stay motivated to go out and run?” The answers—most of them anyway—treated the word motivation like a dirty one. Discipline, instead, was the focus, along with “I just do it.” The distinction I understood. Whereas motivation is sought after like the lastContinue reading “The Magic of Discipline”
To Text or Not To Text
I had a client announce, “I’m now a person who’s on time.” And I’m not the first person they’d told. They’d shown up at a work meeting and a social event announcing, like it was their first-ever New Year’s resolution, “Hey everyone, I’m on time now!” This revelation is empowering. The grander meaning reflected backContinue reading “To Text or Not To Text”
For the Love of Relationships
As I wait for the bagel dough to rise, I should use this time efficiently—especially since inspiration is knocking at the door. Let’s get into it. Relationships can thrive or survive. Clients come telling tales of the ones they’re in that are barely breathing, often confused by the whys and hows of what got themContinue reading “For the Love of Relationships”
Peaceful Easy Feeling
To save Dave and me from insanity when “I’m hungry” hits right before bedtime, I made a rule: the kitchen’s closed. I do no prep or cleanup and Evelyn has to fend for herself. If she’s gets to bed 20 or 45 minutes later, it’s no skin off my back. I work later mornings fromContinue reading “Peaceful Easy Feeling”
Learning the Land
I borderline far too serious and not. On one hand, I think myself quite funny, a Mr. Bean eyebrow-raising persona saying, “Will you get a load of that fella?” On the other, I’m a librarian who’s seen her fair share of unreturned books. At yet another amateur excuse for the stained page, her eyes rollContinue reading “Learning the Land”
The Challenge With Hindsight
Every so often, the suggested friends portion of Facebook gets a click from me. An old poker-dealing buddy was the first hit from an unanswered question; after all these years, is he still with that girlfriend he’d constantly complain to me about? Yes, he sure is. Funny, I thought, I wonder if he’s still unhappy.Continue reading “The Challenge With Hindsight”
What Healing Feels Like
Absentmindedly, I started with “The client…” then stopped. This isn’t a progress note, an account for an insurance company to approve or deny. This is fun. This is where I play and chiropractically adjust my psyche, so delete, delete, delete, and start again. Work was heavy this morning. The stories of pain hit into myContinue reading “What Healing Feels Like”
The Not So Holy Grail
Today, a session reminded me of the assumptions and projections we create when we lack information. I think back to October of ’24, post cross-country move, when up was down and down was up. I didn’t know it then, but I wasn’t coping well. I was buried in my phone for hours on end, too-stiffContinue reading “The Not So Holy Grail”