Living The And
Thirteen years ago today, we rescued Gertie and Gracie. Two tiny, ridiculous littermates who walked into our lives just as we were grieving what would never be. Today is their Gotcha Day. Their last one together.Our last day as a family of
This Resurrection Sunday
No full family photo for us this Resurrection Sunday. We’ve been hunkered down, soaking up the last sacred days with our sweet Gracie, and I’ve been moving through a pretty intense pain flare. I did catch this photo of our three today—and
Clear. Courageous.
I did it—three hours of straight filming and teaching with zero cuts on my part. Huge thanks to Tyler Kelley and his incredible team at @weareslam for partnering with me to bring this to life. And deep gratitude to @bambooequitypartners for
Do the work. And become.
He spent the winter with me in dispause—resting in his chrysalis for months, waiting out the cold until spring’s warmth and bloom gave the signal. From the very beginning—as a tiny egg—he carried the blueprint. Not just for the chrysalis, but
We cannot give what we do not have.
Something hit me hard during one of our mastermind sessions at @rootedsistersofficial Faith-Fueled Life Retreat a couple of weeks ago. The scripture reads:“Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, and mind.” And then:“Love your neighbor as yourself.” That second part… it gripped
We’re all carrying something.
I guarantee every single person you come into contact with today is carrying at least one of the following… Someone they miss.A pain you can’t see.Overwhelm that’s creeping in.Worries left unspoken.Grief that’s complicated.A dream not yet realized.A prayer not yet answered.A
Spring is always our favorite.
It’s been a full few weeks, so it was time for some cabin time. Spring is always our favorite—the first blooms, the clear creek, and yes, another check for flood damage (thankfully, none). But this trip is different. It’s our last
It was an honor.
There are always little ways I can gauge how your culture is doing when I speak at your events. In the obvious moments—how many people offer to help, how often I’m asked if I need anything, the laughter at the tables,
An absolute gift.
I knew this would be a special group—their leader, Dana, spent the last year and a half fighting to find a way to bring me in. That kind of commitment speaks volumes. Spending three hours teaching Courage is Built Here™ with
