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SRTproject.org The SRT Project is a program on stress management developed for law enforcement and first responders.
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This on-site, online, stress resiliency program delivers simple yet powerful techniques that can be applied to your daily lives.

Everything wants your attention. Not everything deserves it.This is Clara learning “With Me.”Which basically means: Clar...
09/01/2026

Everything wants your attention. Not everything deserves it.

This is Clara learning “With Me.”

Which basically means: Clara, we don’t have to chase EVERYTHING. 😂
A smell.
A sound.
A squirrel.

Our distractions just look a little different.
The endless scroll.
The notifications.
The what-ifs.

We can’t stop them from showing up.
But we can train ourselves not to be tugged around by them.

Focus is trainable.

Apparently, Clara and I are working on the same thing. 🐾.

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Clara’s first trip to the beach did not go as planned.Turns out, she’s not a water dog.At all.She did, however, manage t...
08/10/2026

Clara’s first trip to the beach did not go as planned.
Turns out, she’s not a water dog.
At all.
She did, however, manage to get enough sand up her nose to sneeze for the next several hours.
But she tried something new.

We talk a lot about getting out of our comfort zone.
Apparently, sometimes it just means getting sand up your nose.
Still counts.😂 🐾

A 911 dispatcher finished one of my courses and wrote in the evaluation:"Meditation is for the weak-minded."I couldn't s...
08/05/2026

A 911 dispatcher finished one of my courses and wrote in the evaluation:
"Meditation is for the weak-minded."
I couldn't stop smiling.
Because... in a way, he was absolutely right.
Just like the gym, people go because they want to get stronger.
Meditation works the same way.
Meditation definitely has the worst publicist in history.
People think it's about sitting still, emptying your mind, or somehow stopping your thoughts.
No wonder it gets such a bad rap.
It's about noticing your mind has wandered... and bringing it back.
That's your mental bicep curl. 💪
It's not easy.
But it's powerful.
Every time you bring your attention back, you're strengthening your ability to focus instead of letting every thought take the wheel.
The science is pretty remarkable. Even a few minutes of regular meditation has been associated with:
• Better attention and self-awareness, helping you notice your thinking instead of automatically reacting to it.
• Better emotional regulation and a calmer response to stress.
• Changes in areas of the brain involved in learning, memory, and emotional regulation.
The goal isn't to have no thoughts.
The goal is to become aware of them. Awareness gives you power back.
Do you meditate?

How you begin your day matters.How you end it may matter even more.I like to teach people how to bookend their day.Super...
07/23/2026

How you begin your day matters.

How you end it may matter even more.

I like to teach people how to bookend their day.

Super simple.

Easy to remember.

Life-changing? It can be.

Before your feet hit the floor.

The moment your head hits the pillow.

Those are your bookends.

🛏️ Before your feet hit the floor...

Take three slow, intentional breaths.

They may be the only intentional breaths you take all day.

Make them count.

🌙 Before your head hits the pillow...

Ask yourself:

"What did I do right today?"

We spend enough time replaying what went wrong.

Let's give our brains something better to rehearse.

☕ Oh... one more.

While your coffee brews...

Hydrate.

I know.

It's not exciting.

Neither is being dehydrated. 😉

You don't need to change everything.

Just better bookends.

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My German Shepherd, Coda, has a full-time job. 🐾The thing is...Nobody hired her.Every morning she reports for duty anywa...
07/20/2026

My German Shepherd, Coda, has a full-time job. 🐾
The thing is...
Nobody hired her.

Every morning she reports for duty anyway.
Patrolling the perimeter.
Keeping her human under constant surveillance.
Investigating suspicious squirrel activity.

Our brains aren't all that different.
If you don't give your brain a job...
It'll find one.

Replay yesterday.
Worry about tomorrow.
Rehearse conversations that will probably never happen.
Not every squirrel deserves your attention.
Your brain doesn't need an off switch.
Sometimes it just needs permission to stand down.




I was a little intimidated by the suspension bridge until I saw it.😲Turns out my imagination was doing most of the work....
07/16/2026

I was a little intimidated by the suspension bridge until I saw it.😲

Turns out my imagination was doing most of the work. 😁

Such a beautiful New England town. Thanks, Littleton, NH. ❤️.

When I was a little girl, a neighbor traveled to Italy and brought back the strangest, flattest, fattest green beans. He...
07/14/2026

When I was a little girl, a neighbor traveled to Italy and brought back the strangest, flattest, fattest green beans. He gave a handful of these special beans to my mom, who planted them every year.

Eventually, they became my job.

Looking back, I realize she was planting far more than green beans.

When you see a thirsty dog that has no water… even if you're scared… Your job.

When you see a child in winter with no mittens… Your job.

When you see someone who's down on their luck and hungry… Your job.

When someone feels anxious, overwhelmed, or sad and needs to vent… It's not your job to fix them. Your job is to listen.

Thanks for the on-the-job training, Mom. And thanks for the cool beans. 🙏❤️

When I was 13 years old, my father, a firefighter, was trapped in a burning building when the floor beneath him collapse...
06/22/2026

When I was 13 years old, my father, a firefighter, was trapped in a burning building when the floor beneath him collapsed.

Every day for the next month, I would walk into his hospital room, see him in critical condition, and then end up on the bathroom's cold tile floor just trying to hold it together. I know... a hospital floor, ew! I was 13 and doing my best.

He survived. But survival came at a cost.
He suffered a massive heart attack, severe lung damage, and was forced into a medical retirement just months before reaching his full pension. The career he loved was over.
But the injuries that changed him most never appeared on an X-ray.
The fire took more than his career.
After his heart attack, he could no longer drink. The thing that had helped him quiet years of difficult calls was suddenly gone.

So he started talking.
He told me stories.
Stories about fires, rescues, crashes, and tragedies.
Most were told with the kind of gallows humor first responders know well. He could describe unimaginable scenes, and somehow we'd both end up cracking up.
But there were certain stories that were different.
When children were involved, I noticed he would keep clearing his throat. Something in him shifted. It felt like he had gone somewhere I couldn't follow.
Sometimes they were stories he needed to tell more than I needed to hear.

And then there was one story.
He told me about a woman in emotional crisis. He described trying to comfort her.
Then he stopped talking.
For the first time in my life, I saw my father cry.
That moment never left me.

For years, I told people I got involved in working with first responders quite by accident. A police officer came to me for help. I saw a need that wasn't being met. One opportunity led to another.

But as I look back, it was no accident at all.
I've been preparing for this work since I was 13, maybe even longer.

I spent years listening to the stories he carried and witnessing the weight of a career spent helping others through some of the worst moments of their lives.
I hope our conversations helped him carry the weight a little more easily.

Today, when I teach stress resilience and recovery to public safety professionals, I often think about my dad.

And I think about all the people who spend their careers running toward emergencies while carrying burdens most of us never see. (thank you)

Just recently, I started telling his story.
And in doing so, I finally understood my own.

Happy Father's Day, Dad.
Thank you for your service, your sacrifice, and for teaching me, without either of us realizing it, what I would dedicate my life to.❤️

A comment that stuck with me from recent training:“I have to remember these tools actually exist.”The work takes over. R...
05/28/2026

A comment that stuck with me from recent training:
“I have to remember these tools actually exist.”

The work takes over. Recovery slowly falls to the bottom of the list.
Sometimes the most effective reset tools take less than one minute. ☝️
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