You're not alone.

At age 35, I began to notice that anxiety was running my life.  On the outside, it appeared as though I was doing fine...my career was thriving, I was healthy, and had loving friends. But underneath that thin veneer I was essentially paralyzed by anxiety, isloated and alone, and too afraid to reach out for support.

Anxiety held me in this state for some time...then I decided to get help.  I was able to find a lovely
therapist who understood what I was going through, as she'd also dealt with anxiety. Knowing this
about her provided a glimmer of hope that relief might one day be a possibility. My therapist created
a safe place for me, where I could take a closer look at my life, get out of my head, and gradually
begin to inhabit my anxious, frozen body.

As I began to connect with my body, it became a wonderful resource. The spinning thoughts and
anxiety began to diminish, and I was able to enjoy the simple pleasures of being alive. My therapist
helped me to discover a more authentic, embodied sense of self. With her care and support, I moved through that very challenging life transition...a journey that led me to the rewarding path I'm now on.

Do you struggle with anxiety?   Perhaps I can help...