Love. Connection. Grace.
For as much as a constant change is in our lives, it seems like it is the thing we also struggle with the most a lot of the time.
I share a lot when I write and teach. Chances are, my vulnerability often makes you pretty uncomfortable.
Deep breath, lean in, receive.
If we don't do the work to make our wired-for-comfort brain lean into vulnerability, we literally miss the chance to receive appreciation and love.
To love hard means to grieve hard.
The waves of grief will come. Sometimes in tsunami-like waves. Sometimes it's in slow ripples. Either way, the waves always come. We can ride them in. Be crashed to the bottom by them with a mouth full of sand. Or
It is enough.
Turns out that my excellent sleep and spiritual hygiene were no match for adrenaline, excitement, gratitude, and, yes, some anxious rehearsing and overthinking.
Learning. Connection. Awe. Laughter. All things I seek to provide and also receive from social media. Except, lately, it feels like it doesn't take very long at all, just minutes of consuming even that the learning, connecting, awe, and laughter begins
changing jobs – knowing, trusting, and expectantly waiting
Nearly five years ago, Chad and I took a huge risk in closing my private practice so I could focus on speaking and workshops.
One of the things that I get a lot of feedback on is how boundaried I am and how clear I am about those boundaries.
When you choose to show up fully, step into true vulnerability, and allow yourself to be seen, you create the space for others to lean in, grab their brave, and show you who they are. These moments of connection will keep
Fill up to give.
After many weeks of my prep, rest, and refill season that included lots of calls, designing new workshops, tons of emails, learning to crochet, many books consumed, puppy cuddles, body work and healing, fun, and rest, I am back full