Category: Conversations with Casey

An Unexpected Gift

I hear from my clients more and more that their lives are busier than ever. The month of December can compound this busyness with all the extra shopping, gift wrapping, decorating, and menu planning, cooking, and baking. One Thursday morning in early December I had a conversation with a client. We started off with the …

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The Divine Plan

The Divine Plan

Can You See Yours Unfolding? What a joyous experience it is to begin to be cognitive enough to recognize my Divine Plan. I believe there are many avenues to one’s Divine Plan that creates the tapestry of our lives. I would like to share with you today just what one of my avenues looks like. I have …

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My Treasures

I have been a walker 30-plus years. I occasionally find pennies, quarters, sometimes dollars as I take in my surroundings. For years now when I picked them up, I’ve thought, “Oh! I found a treasure. Thank you!” Eventually, when I finally arrived home with my small treasure in hand, Because I believe in the amazing power of …

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Part of My Journey

My journey of crawling out from a life of abuse continued with a homework assignment I received. The assignment: to consider what I wanted and to put it on paper. I sat quietly one day with a pad and pen. “Breathe,” I told myself. “Breathe again.”  I tried hard to settle myself down and to quiet my mind. …

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I Want to Be Me Again

In a previous post, Where Does It All Start? I shared a little bit about a homework assignment that started me on my road to recovery. The assignment: ponder the question, What do I really want? Today, I share what I wrote on the very first line of that legal pad. I wrote, “I want to be me …

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Where Does It All Start?

Where does it all start? In the womb? The first month? The first year? Perhaps the first time you were dismissed or ignored. Maybe your story begins with the first slap or the first beating. Have you thought about the messages you received? Does it even matter? Abuse is abuse, broken is broken, and dysfunction is dysfunction. And the …

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The Innocence of a Yoga Class

I was in a Monday morning yoga class; we had just started warming up the muscles of our lower backs. I was attempting to push the “to do list’ out of my thoughts, to get into the present moment, when out of nowhere, there it was, big as life itself. A cascade of sadness engulfed my entire …

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