It felt like an identity crisis. That's what I told a friend. It was the end of May. I just had the most amazing weekend. And the long weekend ended with classwork and a talk with a former client and one of my closest friends. While my identity crisis is multifaceted, this post is just… Continue reading Hi. Hello. I’m Health Coach Cristina.
I guess, I'll share a poem because that's the easiest way I can get words onto the screen today. C19 - Bingo! Dear loved one Dear little girl Dear letters Dear change Dear hope Dear tears Dear structure Dear mountains Dear - anxiety I wake up thinking it's been a bad dream I know that… Continue reading COVID Poem: C19 – Bingo!
One thing I love that a lot of poets do on the open mic is declare that they're performing new shit. If life is a stage, then I would've said it every day last year. Something that I'm coming to terms with - almost a year later, is how significant the transitions I've gone through… Continue reading Traveling Man: Everything is new, – new therapist, new job, new routine
When the morning is quiet I hear everything. I used to hate this, now it only kind of annoys me. The fridge is humming. The water is shifting in the pipes. Birds are outside. My pulse in my ear sounds like the ocean. My breathing - sometimes steady, sometimes sounding forced, but not quite like… Continue reading Traveling Man: Toss it in the dumpster and light it on fire
I've deleted this post a few times. I’ve been writing it for about a month. At one point it was 500 words - I had punched in out in 10 minutes and then sat back and thought, no, this isn't what I want to say. That happens from time to time. Maybe it's because the… Continue reading Traveling Man: Growth, Resiliency and Identity
No one’s body is your damn business unless you were truly invited in to that conversation. Let me explain. While I may share with you about overall health and stress and exercise and nutrition - this is not an invitation to comment on my body. When you’re out with others and you notice that they… Continue reading Traveling Man: You don’t have to like my body, I do – and some days that’s still hard
Imagine a seesaw, or a teeter totter. When two people sit at each side and there's an uneven weight distribution you see the fluctuations pretty easily. And if you're like me and you went on the teeter totter with your sister who's six years older than you and much bigger than you, you probably remember… Continue reading Traveling Man: Burning toxic positivity
I don't know how to start this. Part of me wants to be sing-songy because that's where my heart sits right now, but I'm unsure. It's not often that I'm at a loss for words - the joke with my friends, and sometimes with you, is that I'm full of words. I love language. Words… Continue reading Remember when I took medical leave
I’m saying it again. What is time? I will never not say that because it makes sad that time has gone by so quickly, but excited that I’m also rushing into something else. I guess I like the collision of these feelings. The excitement of new steals our hearts. It’s what makes food and relationships… Continue reading Traveling Man: 3 more months
I'm in the dark looking at the stars from my backseat window. I noticed lights from plane flying above a little while ago. I'm looking out the hatch and can see lights from the town miles away. The sky is so clear. Maybe it’s being in the mountains, maybe it just tonight, but I don't… Continue reading Traveling Man: 100 miles