The town parade – In 40 years, I think that I’ve only missed one of them. I’ve shown up in the rain and in the sun to see the same store floats and marching bands forever. The townspeople who have lived here for decades all have their same spots...
It has been said that we all have a book in us. I think this is true. If nothing else, we have the story of our lives. What more important story is there to tell? Opening up about your life to others is such a personal thing, but if done well with...
How we’ve lost the yoga principle of Ahimsa, non-harming, and slipped into a culture of judgment, criticism, and mean-spirited commentary, especially toward other women. You see it in the comments, you notice it when a woman rises quickly… and then...
There are as many stories about the incredible things moms do for their children as there are moms themselves. Every one of those stories is unique, and every one is special. This year, I want to share a little about my mom. My father was rarely...
Some time ago, during a Mastermind conversation, we were asked to put a wish or a goal on the calendar. Not a small one. A real one. The kind that stretches you just by saying it aloud. Mine was clear: Be a best-selling author. Have my income...
I’m not one of these people who just eat to live. I totally live to eat. I love food. Good food is orgasmic to me. Nothing makes me happier than a good meal. Not only do I love to eat, but I also love to cook. Pouring myself a glass of wine and...
My daughter, Paige, stayed home from school one day last week with some mystery illness that really seemed more like it had been an excuse to not have to run the mile in P.E. However, as I, myself, was known to have once tried sticking a mercury...
The things I would say out loud, and the ones I would probably just hope she feels. If I could sit down with you right now, no distractions, no phones, no rushing out the door, this is what I would say. These last five weeks are going to go fast...
Deck to Page #21 Two days ago, I set up my new session room. Not finished. Not perfected. Just… good enough. And instead of waiting, I began. My first session in the space was with someone who has been seeing me for over four years. There was an...
Let me start by saying, I’m not a Swiftie. If I’m being honest, I used to hate on her. Why? No good reason. I was just being difficult. I have great self-awareness. However, she has won me over. I’ve been listening to The Life of a Showgirl album on...