Things in Erin’s Head


“My brain is functioning like sperm in a petri dish.”

I literally wrote out that sentence a few days ago to my BFF in a morning journal type of email (she’s three hours behind me and sometimes there’s things I HAVE to say that cannot wait until later in the day, so she gets the JOY of waking up to novellas from her Bestie on a fairly regular basis).

Nope, I don’t know why that was the image that popped into my head, but it was 1,000% accurate. Little ideas, very enthusiastically forging ahead only to be met with a *SMACK* of a petri dish wall, right in the head. But they turn around and try a different, wriggling path, bouncing around, running into things… searching for a way out. 

So follow the little buggers if you dare:


I’ve been keeping this one under my hat for a few weeks now. Why? Maybe because I’m afraid it’s not real? Except… oh… it’s REAL.

I’ve been invited to speak at the Society for Transplant Social Workers annual convention in San Diego this October.

Pause for effect… I wrote a book… about my caregiving experience… for a transplant patient. And the people who work in the hospitals, who help those transplant patients and their families and caregivers, invited me to speak.

About Caregiving.

In a General Session. 

Which means… I get to talk about Caregiving to the ENTIRE convention population.

And the confirmation included the sentiment, “…greatly appreciated for giving this topic the attention it deserves.”


It’s a big one. To say I’m excited is an understatement. There is so much opportunity… for so many people… and I’m so honored to be a part of it. 


I don’t know who may need to hear this. The words don’t feel smooth filtering through my fingers, but I’m putting the invite out there anyway. 

Massage doesn’t have to be all or nothing. 

Maybe finances have you feeling sticky right now.

Maybe you used to get massages regularly… with anyone…

Maybe you’re not feeling worthy.

Maybe you don’t know if it will work for you.

I just want you to know that you can come in ANYTIME and I’m just gonna be really excited to see you, because << Test First Name >>, I just LIKE all of my clients. I like seeing them, knowing how they are, and reminding their bodies how to feel better.

And if you’re not local to me, maybe you need to just hop on your favorite massage therapist’s table for an hour to decompress (Fun Fact: 60 minutes of that glorious “in between” space between awake and asleep? It’s equivalent to like four hours of actual sleep). I know they will be happy to see you.

And while it IS *technically* for Mother’s Day… I set up a little gift certificate discount code for $20 off all massage gift certificates. But shhhh… I won’t tell if you buy one for yourself… ’cause sometimes we just need to show ourselves a little love.

Because it’s all about love…