<script data-pm-proxy="intercept"></script><?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[The Unlearning Gazette]]></title><description><![CDATA[Musings on mental illness, marriage, friendship, and forgiveness through the lens of Faith in God after a lifetime lost in agnosticism, alcoholism, and intellect.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!md7a!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc949105d-ef50-4da8-b43f-2dc8bce13587_1280x1280.png</url><title>The Unlearning Gazette</title><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2026 21:36:31 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/__u/theunlearninggazette.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[drlisastanton@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[drlisastanton@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[drlisastanton@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[drlisastanton@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[What Years of Spiritual Work Actually Gives You (AND I HAVE SOME HOT TEA TO SPILL!)]]></title><description><![CDATA[First&#8230;stay to the end for a BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/what-years-of-spiritual-work-actually</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/what-years-of-spiritual-work-actually</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2026 15:16:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!QzRx!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F74047b55-1368-4485-8d84-1aa061bb46f2_832x518.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span>First&#8230;stay to the end for a BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!</span></p><p><span>But first&#8230;this essay&#8230;</span></p><p><span>One of the things I&#8217;ve been realizing lately is that I don&#8217;t do spiritual work every day because it makes life easier, although I do think it does. I do it because I know life will eventually become difficult. It&#8217;s not a matter of if; it&#8217;s a matter of when. The goal isn&#8217;t to avoid suffering or convince myself that nothing bad will ever happen. The goal is to become the kind of person who doesn&#8217;t have to fear suffering because I trust that, whatever comes, God will give me what I need to walk through it.</span></p><p><span>Week 20 of this pregnancy gave me another example of what I mean.</span></p><p><span>Kevin and I went in for our twenty-week anatomy scan. Along with checking all of the baby&#8217;s organs, brain, heart, limbs, and growth, we also met with a genetic counselor because my carrier screening had identified a very rare genetic mutation. Since I&#8217;m about 71% Ashkenazi Jewish, I carry one of the mutations that is seen more commonly in that population.</span></p><p><span>I should probably say here that, because people always ask, we chose to do the genetic testing not because we would have ended the pregnancy if something had been wrong. That isn&#8217;t consistent with our beliefs. We did it because we wanted to be prepared. </span><strong><span>If our daughter was going to face something difficult, we wanted to know so we could pray, learn, and prepare to care for her as well as possible.</span></strong></p><p><span>The genetic counselor sat down and explained that there was still a small possibility that our daughter could have inherited the condition. She explained what they would be looking for on the ultrasound and that one of the more obvious findings would be differences in how her external genitalia developed, in other words, they would not look traditionally female.</span></p><p><strong><span>Almost without missing a beat, Kevin looked at her and said, &#8220;That&#8217;s okay. People pay big money for that these days.&#8221;</span></strong></p><p><span>She burst out laughing.</span></p><p><span>I burst out laughing.</span></p><p><span>The entire room laughed.</span></p><p><span>What struck me afterward wasn&#8217;t just that it was funny. It was that Kevin&#8217;s mind naturally went somewhere completely different than fear.</span></p><p><span>It wasn&#8217;t denial. It wasn&#8217;t pretending that serious things aren&#8217;t serious. If our daughter had had that condition, we would have grieved what needed grieving, learned everything we could, and loved her exactly the same. But in that moment, before fear had a chance to fill the room, Kevin&#8217;s instinct was peace, a divine sense of humor.</span></p><p><span>That&#8217;s what twenty-five years of spiritual work has done in him.</span></p><p><span>I&#8217;ve been intentionally doing this work for about five years now. Prayer. Forgiveness. Daily inventory. Looking at my fears instead of running from them. Asking God to show me where I&#8217;m wrong instead of asking Him to change everyone else. Learning to surrender control instead of trying to manufacture certainty.</span></p><p><span>I&#8217;ve changed dramatically.</span></p><p><span>But every once in a while I see Kevin respond to something and realize there are still deeper levels of freedom available.</span></p><p><span>As it turned out, our daughter did not have the genetic condition.</span></p><p><span>But during the anatomy scan they found something else.</span></p><p><span>Everything about her looked wonderful. Her heart, brain, kidneys, limbs, growth, and every other measurement looked exactly as they hoped. Then they found that she has what&#8217;s called a furcate umbilical cord insertion.</span></p><p><span>Normally, the umbilical cord stays together until it reaches the placenta. In a furcate insertion, the cord splits apart before it reaches the placenta, leaving some of the blood vessels outside the normal protective covering called Wharton&#8217;s jelly. Those exposed vessels are more vulnerable, which can increase the risk of complications later in pregnancy or during labor.</span></p><p><span>The good news is that she&#8217;s doing beautifully right now.</span></p><p><span>The plan is simply to monitor her very closely. I&#8217;ll have ultrasounds every four weeks to make sure she&#8217;s continuing to grow well and getting everything she needs. Because labor can put pressure on those exposed vessels, it&#8217;s also likely that she&#8217;ll be delivered a little early by planned C-section to minimize the risk to her.</span></p><p><span>When the doctor explained all of this, Kevin had already left the appointment, so I was processing it alone. And something surprised me. Five years ago, I know exactly what I would have done. I would have gone home and Googled for hours. I would have read every worst-case scenario. I would have mentally lived through tragedies that hadn&#8217;t happened. I would have tried to control something that, in reality, I had absolutely no control over.</span></p><p><span>Instead, my prayer was surprisingly simple.</span></p><p><span>&#8220;God, help me accept what I cannot change. Help me do the next right thing. Help me trust that this little girl belongs to You even more than she belongs to me.&#8221; Of course I did my research. Of course I asked questions. Of course I want to understand what&#8217;s happening. But I noticed that fear wasn&#8217;t driving the process anymore. That alone felt like a miracle.</span></p><p><span>Then, the next evening, Kevin took it one step further. We were talking about everything over dinner, and I admitted that the thing that made me the most nervous wasn&#8217;t having a C-section or delivering early. It wasn&#8217;t extra ultrasounds or more doctor&#8217;s appointments. I just didn&#8217;t want to lose our daughter.</span></p><p><span>He listened for a minute and then asked a question that honestly hadn&#8217;t even crossed my mind. &#8220;What if God designed it this way?&#8221; I looked at him.</span></p><p><span>He said, &#8220;What if this is actually the best way for her? What if coming early is exactly what she needs? What if this isn&#8217;t something that&#8217;s gone wrong? What if this is actually God&#8217;s design for her, and because He knows everything we don&#8217;t, this is the safest possible path?&#8221;</span></p><p><span>I had already reached the place where I was accepting that I couldn&#8217;t control it. He had gone one step beyond that. He wasn&#8217;t just surrendering to reality. </span><strong><span>He was considering the possibility that reality itself was good. That perspective stopped me in my tracks.</span></strong></p><p><span>Because isn&#8217;t that exactly how I&#8217;ve experienced so many other parts of my life? The house we didn&#8217;t get that eventually led us to the one we love. The opportunities that disappeared before better ones showed up. Relationships that ended before I understood why. Disappointments that, years later, I thanked God for. I&#8217;ve seen this pattern over and over again.</span></p><p><span>God has been weaving together circumstances that I initially labeled as &#8220;bad,&#8221; only to discover later that they were actually protecting me, redirecting me, or preparing me for something better. And yet, whenever something new happens, my first instinct is still to think, &#8220;This is the exception.&#8221; Maybe this time it really is just bad.  Maybe this time God isn&#8217;t working.</span></p><p><span>What spiritual work has done is shorten the distance between fear and trust. Five years ago, fear would have been my permanent address. Now it&#8217;s usually just a passing visitor. But watching Kevin this week reminded me that there is still another level, a place where your first instinct isn&#8217;t simply to surrender.</span></p><p><span>It&#8217;s to trust that maybe, even before I understand it, God is already doing something beautiful. I don&#8217;t know exactly how the rest of this pregnancy will unfold. I hope every ultrasound is reassuring. I hope our daughter continues to grow exactly as she should. I hope she arrives safely into this world. But regardless of how her story unfolds, this week reminded me why I keep doing the spiritual work.</span></p><p><span>Because the greatest gift isn&#8217;t that life gets easier. It&#8217;s that, little by little, my mind becomes more like Christ&#8217;s. 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>If you&#8217;re new here, I&#8217;m Dr. Lisa Stanton, and I want to welcome you to my writing home <strong>AND if you made it this far, HERE IS THE TEA!!! You&#8217;re one of the first to know that the NEW re-titled and updated edition of my debut book IS available for pre-order starting TODAY!!</strong></p><p><em>The Lies I Once Believe: Unlearning 52 Beliefs That Kept Me Anxious, Addicted, and Unwell </em><strong>is be available for pre-order beginning 9/1!!!</strong></p><p><strong>Available on: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1969508612?lv=shuf&amp;bestFormat=true&amp;social_share=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cso_cp_mwn_dp_S1565NAP9ZECTTPP7GVD&amp;channelId=704&amp;ref_=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cso_cp_mwn_dp_S1565NAP9ZECTTPP7GVD&amp;plpRedirect=mhFallback">Amazon</a>, <a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-lies-i-once-believed-lisa-stanton/1151089252?ean=9781969508615">Barnes &amp; Noble</a>, and many more!</strong></p><p><strong>And what&#8217;s more&#8230;the story of that book is a spiritual lesson in itself. My original publisher went bankrupt. I never made a penny from any sales. I wasn&#8217;t sure if I was ever going to put it back out. But, God opened the right doors at the right time and now the book is going back into the world as the book it was always meant to be, with the title it&#8217;s meant to have, and the stories updated just as they were meant to be.</strong></p><p><strong>The book is about how I went from an agnostic scientist drinking herself to oblivion into someone willing to share a story about finding God and leaving so much of what she thought she knew behind.</strong></p><p><strong>God was weaving a new story together the whole time. And this time&#8230;I can say I have let go. Paid or unpaid, I just hope the new book gets into the hands it was meant to.</strong></p><p>A bit about me: I write and teach about faith, recovery (not only from addiction, but also mental health, physical illness, the need for control&#8230;just about anything), and the process of unlearning the things that keep me from peace.</p><p><span>My publication is called </span><em>The Unlearning Gazette</em><span>, and my emails are simple: stories, reflections, and reminders that God hasn&#8217;t gone anywhere, even when life feels heavy or confusing.</span></p><p>So, welcome, or hello, it&#8217;s great to see you again!</p><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;}" data-component-name="SubscribeWidgetToDOM"><div class="subscription-widget show-subscribe"><div class="preamble"><p class="cta-caption">The Unlearning Gazette is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.</p></div><form class="subscription-widget-subscribe"><input type="email" class="email-input" name="email" placeholder="Type your email&#8230;" tabindex="-1"><input type="submit" class="button primary" value="Subscribe"><div class="fake-input-wrapper"><div class="fake-input"></div><div class="fake-button"></div></div></form></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#41): No, You Will Never Stop Growing]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-41-no-you</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-41-no-you</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2026 22:59:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!c7Dk!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fccb4b454-581f-460c-814b-5d5cf34cbfc8_2478x1522.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me today?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p>Dearest human,</p><p>It&#8217;s been beautiful to watch you grow as you learn again and again that a word from me can come from all sorts of people and life around you.</p><p>Is the Bible important? Yes, it is. But, it&#8217;s just as important to realize that I am always talking, always watching, always communicating with you. I do it through people willingly and even unknowingly at times. I do it through nature. I do it through feelings. I do it through songs.</p><p>It&#8217;s important for you to remember that the peace that you feel at certain moments is always available when you remember that I am always not just there, but really part of your life.</p><p>Yes, the butterfly was me. It always is.</p><p>Yes, the baby will be fine.</p><p>Yes, this is a massive season of learning and growing for you.</p><p>Yes, you will always, continually, learn more about yourself as you more carefully examine your relationships.</p><p>Yes, new chapters of your life will continue to reveal your old dynamics, that&#8217;s what allows you to grow out of them</p><p>No, as long as you stay close to me you will never stop growing.</p><p>Life isn&#8217;t meant to be stagnant. People aren&#8217;t meant to hold stagnant positions in your life. Life, people, relationships&#8230;they are all dynamic. Life becomes more peaceful and more beautiful when you simply let them be as such.</p><p>Thank you for all the letting go you have done these past few weeks.</p><p>Thank you for allowing yourself to enter new chapters and new relationships.</p><p>Thank you for noticing the little signs I send.</p><p>Thank you for trusting that I got this.</p><p>Thank you for taking the small moments to check in, and trust me, they really are making everything easier and yes, also, they are what is making all the difference.</p><p>Love you,</p><p>God</p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!c7Dk!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fccb4b454-581f-460c-814b-5d5cf34cbfc8_2478x1522.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p><strong>Also, if you&#8217;re new here, I&#8217;m Dr. Lisa Stanton, and I want to welcome you to my writing home.</strong></p><p>A bit about me: I write and teach about faith, recovery (not just from addiction, also mental health, physical illness, the need for control&#8230;just about anything), and the process of unlearning the things that keep us from peace.</p><p><span>My publication is called </span><em>The Unlearning Gazette</em><span>, and my emails are simple: stories, reflections, and reminders that God hasn&#8217;t gone anywhere, even when life feels heavy or confusing.</span></p><p><span>My newest book, </span><em><span>The Lies I Once Believed: Unlearning 52 Beliefs That Kept Me Anxious, Addicted, and Unwell </span></em><span>will soon be available for pre-order!</span></p><p>So, welcome, or hello, it&#8217;s great to see you again!</p><p></p><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" 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To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.</p></div><form class="subscription-widget-subscribe"><input type="email" class="email-input" name="email" placeholder="Type your email&#8230;" tabindex="-1"><input type="submit" class="button primary" value="Subscribe"><div class="fake-input-wrapper"><div class="fake-input"></div><div class="fake-button"></div></div></form></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[What a Church Attack Taught Me About Spiritual Work]]></title><description><![CDATA[The quiet work I do everyday prepared me for a moment I never saw coming.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/what-a-church-attack-taught-me-about</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/what-a-church-attack-taught-me-about</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 21:54:04 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!eqkG!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F71d97aa4-044c-40be-9965-3f5bda4bf7d9_810x594.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span>One of the things I&#8217;ve been thinking about this week is why I do daily spiritual work in the first place. Yes, I think it makes daily life a little easier over time, but that&#8217;s not the primary reason I keep showing up every day. I do it because life will inevitably become difficult, and I want to be spiritually prepared when it does. The goal isn&#8217;t to e&#8230;</span></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#40): It's All About Where Your Heart Is]]></title><description><![CDATA[Stories we tell ourselves, stress, friendship, work, and relationships.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-40-its-all</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-40-its-all</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2026 15:00:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!_pp4!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F191a19f6-a9ce-4e9e-86a1-c718a262696c_2198x1350.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me today?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p>Dearest human,</p><p>The first thing I need you to know is that this is all part of my plan. I know it doesn&#8217;t make sense now, but someday it will. It has to happen this way, not just for you, but for everyone involved. Everyone is on their own path, but those path intertwine in magi&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#39): Finding Peace in Financial Insecurity]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-39-finding</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-39-finding</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2026 19:49:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!0mmp!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Faf3ace1f-da4c-4b0b-b81c-43d342ceded0_1390x852.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p>Dearest Human,</p><p>What I see is that you are at your best when you are willing to see frustration as opportunity. I remember just a few weeks ago you were thinking that you were utterly at peace and even thought to yourself that it would be exciting to be frustrated by something again.</p><p>I&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[After 2.5 Years...It Finally Happened]]></title><description><![CDATA[And all the signs along the way]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/after-25-yearsit-finally-happened</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/after-25-yearsit-finally-happened</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2026 01:05:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!tdM0!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F3c34a6a4-9c5c-40ac-9ce0-aa816b89ea47_1206x2125.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This story begins in November of 2020. I was trying to get sober, and although I was doing okay at not drinking, I was pretty miserable otherwise, riddled with anxiety, not really sure what the point of living was. I was definitely not experiencing anything resembling peace or joy. People around me kept suggesting that I try prayer. At the time, as a ra&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#38): Trust The Inner Voice]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-38-trust-the</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-38-trust-the</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2026 22:19:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!RODv!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F7e6a92d5-1eb7-4b17-8708-b98797659071_2320x1420.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p><em><strong>Dearest human,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>It&#8217;s all good. You are doing my will. You are praying enough. You are loving me enough. Trust me, it isn&#8217;t as hard as you are making.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>And, definitely don&#8217;t worry about other people&#8217;s perceptions. You are never going to make everyone happy. Imagine if Jesus tried to do t&#8230;</strong></em></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ending the Internal Battle]]></title><description><![CDATA[One of the things I&#8217;ve noticed about myself is that most of my problems don&#8217;t begin with what I do.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/ending-the-internal-battle</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/ending-the-internal-battle</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2026 12:31:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!9Dqy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F36120c0d-91d7-427f-a35b-fde0bf0d9e56_762x498.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of the things I&#8217;ve noticed about myself is that most of my problems don&#8217;t begin with what I do. They begin with a fight that happens inside my own head.</p><p>It&#8217;s not dramatic, and no one else can see it. It usually starts with a moment of discomfort, confusion, embarrassment, or insecurity, and then my mind immediately begins trying to manage it. I start&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#37): Foresight Can Be 20/20]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-37-foresight</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-37-foresight</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2026 11:58:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!QXSx!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F58db664e-5255-42f0-89fd-485a971bea22_2178x1334.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p><em><strong>Dearest human,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>It is okay to just keep turning it over to me and trusting that doing so is enough. Uncertainty is one of the most beautiful conditions because, in some ways, it is a test of faith, and in other ways, it is the constant condition of humanity and of beingness itself. Ev&#8230;</strong></em></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Most Viral Essay is Back: Guilt Is Not a Feeling]]></title><description><![CDATA[What if I told you that guilt is a fact, not a feeling, and that understanding this changed my life?]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/my-most-viral-essay-is-back-guilt</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/my-most-viral-essay-is-back-guilt</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2026 17:42:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!SYHy!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fbe814ad3-84f5-423c-9155-95cc3436d2f4_766x426.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What if I told you that guilt is a fact, not a feeling, and that understanding this changed my life? I don&#8217;t know when I was taught that guilt is a feeling, but that belief was one big misleading goose-chase into years of mind games and self-pity. I now understand the life-changing truth.</p><p><strong>Guilt is not a feeling, guilt is a fact.</strong> Not only is guilt a fact,&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#36): Utopia isn't Elsewhere]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-36-utopia</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-36-utopia</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2026 12:56:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!JkJV!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0f9319d7-175f-49df-a698-da4964242e72_3062x1866.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p><em><strong>Dearest human,</strong></em></p><p><em>What a gift </em>it has been to watch you grow this season. </p><p><em>What a gift </em>it has been to watch you sit quietly and not run to share things for validation. </p><p><em>What a gift</em> it has been to watch you remember that the world is fun, the world is a playground, and it doesn&#8217;t have to be&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Day I Said “I Don’t Know”]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Sentence That Changed Everything]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/the-day-i-said-i-dont-know</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/the-day-i-said-i-dont-know</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2026 18:01:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!u1dL!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0cfc726a-1a8f-4a68-b886-fc48d4fe7f96_804x532.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>January 4, 2021 was the day I truly said, &#8220;I don&#8217;t know,&#8221; out loud for the first time. It was my surrender to God, and it also is my sobriety date.</p><p>At first, &#8220;I don&#8217;t know&#8221; became the foundation of my faith. The posture of <em>perhaps that could be true</em> was the beginning of open-mindedness, the beginning of prayer to a God I didn&#8217;t believe in, couldn&#8217;t see, &#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[5 Years With God]]></title><description><![CDATA[And also sober...]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/5-years-with-god</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/5-years-with-god</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2026 17:00:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!HBwS!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc54fc4c1-c3ca-4417-95a5-6685f5113a74.heic" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On Sunday, January 4th, 2026, you&#8217;re going to wake up exactly five years sober. You&#8217;re going to live 25 minutes west of Minneapolis on 10 acres. You and your husband will have recently finished building a 5,000-square-foot pole barn on your property and adopted a mini goldendoodle named Bentley.</p><p>Oh yes, you have a husband. His name is Kevin. He&#8217;s from Fa&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#35): Lying to Yourself]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-35-lying-to</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-35-lying-to</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2025 21:12:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!JkJV!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0f9319d7-175f-49df-a698-da4964242e72_3062x1866.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>I need your help and insight. What do you have for me?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p><strong>Dearest human,</strong></p><p>I know that what you are going through at the moment is not easy. There are layers that make this particularly difficult for you, in particular. Don&#8217;t let those layers scare you away. The layers are there to allow you to peel them back and to see the crud that is withi&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[LAST Day to Enter the LAST Giveaway of the Year!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hi friends,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/last-day-to-enter-the-last-giveaway</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/last-day-to-enter-the-last-giveaway</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2025 14:18:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!QOIM!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F36ec4498-371d-411e-85d2-2dec91f7aa82_814x580.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>Hi friends,</p><p>I just wanted to send a quick not because today is THE LAST DAY to enter the giveaway!</p><p>Per my email earlier this week, I&#8217;ve partnered with an incredible group of authors and mental health advocates to bring you the <strong>Light in the Darkness Giveaway</strong>, a giveaway created to refresh your spirit, warm your heart even better than a cup of your favorite&#8230;</p></blockquote>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Winter Giveaway With My Friends]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hi everyone,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/a-winter-giveaway-with-my-friends</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/a-winter-giveaway-with-my-friends</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2025 16:32:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rLjd!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F22fb65e1-958f-460a-9049-60ed439461e0_714x468.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi everyone,</p><p>It&#8217;s December. In the northern part of the US where I live that brings a combination of cold weather, darkness, and winter wonderland. I&#8217;d like to think this giveaway is a bit like the winter wonderland in the midst of the cold and darkness. </p><p>I&#8217;ve partnered with an incredible group of authors and mental health advocates to bring you the <strong>Light&#8230;</strong></p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[How to Stop Getting into Spiritual Accidents]]></title><description><![CDATA[When I was younger, I took a drivers ed course, the kind where a tired instructor stands in front of a room full of bored teenagers and tries to keep everyone awake with fear mongering grainy car crash videos.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/every-accident-happens-because-of</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/every-accident-happens-because-of</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2025 00:20:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Vl6U!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Faa9cdb5f-b647-4e58-8fba-a394441c384a_856x630.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was younger, I took a drivers ed course, the kind where a tired instructor stands in front of a room full of bored teenagers and tries to keep everyone awake with fear mongering grainy car crash videos. Although I forget most of the lessons in that class, one line the instructor kept repeating has stayed with me over the years, &#8220;Every accident ha&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#34): Sometimes God Leaves A Thorn]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-34-sometimes</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-34-sometimes</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2025 12:16:25 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!JkJV!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0f9319d7-175f-49df-a698-da4964242e72_3062x1866.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>What is your will for me today?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p>Dearest human,</p><p>My will for you today is to see that everything that happens in your life has been orchestrated and planned by Me. You have to consent, of course, but I have watched you do nothing but consent to My will over and over again for the last five years.</p><p>Are there times when you let your emotions g&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Truth About Getting Along with Humans]]></title><description><![CDATA[In recovery meetings, people often talk about how we, people in recovery, are often groups of &#8220;people who normally would not mix.&#8221; It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve heard countless times.]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/the-truth-about-getting-along-with</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/the-truth-about-getting-along-with</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2025 20:51:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!fN2R!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F982fffb3-9178-4143-92e4-ef9ed683bfb5_838x786.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In recovery meetings, people often talk about how we, people in recovery, are often groups of &#8220;people who normally would not mix.&#8221; It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve heard countless times. People often describe it as meaning that in recovery, people end up being friends who normally would never befriend one another, people from vastly different backgrounds, usually ba&#8230;</p>
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   ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dearest Human, Love God (#33): It's Not a Miracle, It's God's Everyday Work]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dear God,]]></description><link>https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-33-its-not</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://theunlearninggazette.substack.com/p/dearest-human-love-god-33-its-not</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Lisa Stanton, PhD]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2025 19:44:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!JkJV!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0f9319d7-175f-49df-a698-da4964242e72_3062x1866.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Dear God,</em></p><p><em>What is your will for me today?</em></p><p><em>Love,</em></p><p><em>Lisa</em></p><p>Dearest human,</p><p>My will for you is to unwind and stop the worry. My will for you is to know that it&#8217;s all part of the plan. Every mountain in front of you is there for a reason. Sometimes that reason becomes obvious quickly; other times, it does not.</p><p>The climb to your new dog was quick and easy in some ways,&#8230;</p>
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