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Your Integrity is Showing

Your Integrity is Showing By Z Zoccolante In one of my favorite TV shows, the Simpsons, Bart stands on the diving board of his backyard pool attempting to show off to his friends. The bully, Nelson, yells up to him, “Hey your epidermis is showing,” and Bart croons his head in panic to look over his body and ends up falling and breaking his arm. I think about this quote as I think, “Your integrity is showing.” Recently I’ve been...

I’m Going on an Adventure

I’m Going on an AdventureBy Z Zoccolante I’m going on an adventure and I’m going to bring . . . a cup of coffee. Do you remember that game? I remember playing it in summer fun where we’d go round the circle trying to figure out the secret code so you could go on the adventure. So, if were the first person to start I choose the code – let’s say every item had to be something you’d find in a kitchen, or started with...

The Precarious Business of Trusting God

The Precarious Business of Trusting GodBy Z Zoccolante Once upon a time I prayed to God. It wasn’t just a simple prayer, it was crawling to the closet to sob for an hour and to war for something to return to my life. I prayed and cried and wared like this for about four months with nothing to give me hope except my sheer force of will. And God said no. Not to my face exactly but he didn’t give me back what I prayed for in...

When We Do Bad Things to Feel Good

When We Do Bad Things to Feel GoodBy Z Zoccolante We’re sitting on cozy white couches as the sun reflects off the white marble outside and the deep blue water of the ocean spreads out in the distance. The conversation is about responsibility, how we define it and how that definition effects the way we think about ourselves and our past selves. Responsibility can be a tough one because we’ve all done things we might not go back...

Getting Our Needs Met

Getting Our Needs Met By Z Zoccolante This week I’ll keep it short, sweet, and fitting with the theme of the week for many people in my life. I find that clients, friends, and myself have come to a theme of the week: Will our needs be met? It seems to be a deep dark question that stems back to childhoods or those places in our lives where we felt as though we were abandoned by others or ourselves. I had a client today who...