The Space to be Seen
The Space to be Seen Those harsh edges - let me soften them. The hurrying and striving - let me show you how to rest. I’m alongside you. My hand is here to gently take yours. Sweetly, I’ll tuck your hair behind your ear so we can see those magnificent, brilliant eyes...
When God is silent
"'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops What if Your healing comes through tears What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise." - From the song, Blessings, by Laura...
That One Glorious First Step
One Glorious First Step By Lisa McCrohan There comes a time in your life when you have to finally follow that One Desire that has been here, inside your heart, your bones, the very fiber of your being, for possibly decades. Before you do anything else or put energy...
Lent and the wisdom of our bodies
It’s Time to Come Inside God won't let me go looking for love outside myself. “It's time to come inside,” she said. “It's time to put your hand to your own cheek and stroke your face with the gentleness of a mother nursing her child. No, I won't let you go looking...
How we need CONNECTION more than anything right now – in our hearts, homes and world
It’s raining outside on this cold February morning. It’s just about now here at the beginning of February when people contact me for counseling or coaching. They share the stories of being overwhelmed, done, tired, wanting out of the marriage, depressed, caught in the...
One Day She Realized: a mom’s radical commitment to self-compassion
One Day She Realized By Lisa McCrohan One day she realized that the person she needed to tend to the most was her own self. Even as a mom, a lover, a healer, a friend, she understood that where she needed to put her attention - every single day – was on her own...
The Way Home
The Way Home I am quiet now Listening to my heart beat. My breath leads me home. Lisa McCrohan, MA, LCSW-C, SEP
Love Starts Here
Love Starts Here Love starts here - gently placing your own hand on your heart, feeling this breath as it arises – full or shallow – and loving what is, however it is, within you. And then, slowly, from such radical acceptance love begins to flow again within you and...
When we can’t see the “depth of devotion” but rather “nit-pick” the imperfections
I went outside this morning to warm up the car before taking the kiddos to school. As I sat in the cold driver’s seat looking at the ice-covered windshield, I thought about how many times my dad, during 40+ years of getting up early before any of us and going to work,...
The Invitation to be Held
It was an ordinary Monday. But the stories I heard - in one day - were anything but ordinary. A husband has stage 4 cancer. A wife lost her job. A woman is saying "enough" to abuse. A teenager is cutting. Parents lost their baby. A divorce might turn nasty. I turn on...