An HSP on Giving Ourselves Permission: Sensitivity and Creativity
I often buy books for my children I love, or books that I want to read but haven’t yet. A couple of years ago I bought my son “Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking” by…
An HSP on Having the Trait
In my personal research over the past four years I’ve come across many types of HSPs. But the one thing that comes to mind is the HSP who isn’t really fond of their sensitivity. Now, it seems the majority of…
Resilience and The Art of Getting it Right
My impatience had tripped me up again. Running a bit late for the optometrist, I knew I was going to get a speeding ticket the minute I laid eyes on the police car parked by the hardware store. I hadn’t…
Creativity and the HSP
Most, if not all, HSPs are creative. We have found it to be a great outlet for our feelings. Our emotions. Many of us create to show the depths of our soul. To express the immense emotion living inside us.…
Only So Much You Can Do
Friday dinners at our house are as simple as we can make them — as simple as any dinner can be for two working parents and two growing boys who eat their weight in food. Frozen pizza from the oven,…
My Journey with Chronic Illness as an HSP
Sometimes it takes all I have just to get out of bed. That’s how it is when my illnesses are flaring. I am an HSP who suffers from chronic illness. It was a struggle that took all of my energy.…
Seeing Beneath the Surface
HSP’s are quirky people. We color outside of the lines when it comes to meeting stereotypes and expectations. The difference is because we look beneath the surface and react accordingly. For the Highly Sensitive, awareness is a whole different ball…
An HSP on Planet Earth
The edge has always been the most comfortable place for me to be. The edge of room, the edge of herd, the edge of my mind, the edge where the earth meets the sea. They describe us HSP’s like birds…
A Highly Sensitive on Taking Pills and Pill Shaming
I’ve been mentally ill since I was a kid. I can remember it clearly. My belief is it started when I was 4 years old. My family picked up and moved to the country and we lived in tents while…
A Magical Elixir for an HSP
Noisy people. Noisy places. Clutter. Messy minds. My messy mind. In a mostly extroverted, non-HSP world these are the things I try to mitigate on a moment-to-moment basis and it used to be easy for me to fall into the…
A Place for Highly Sensitives
