They’d be 14.
I think about them. I guess it's more like wonder about them, at least once a day. I knew the date today. And yet it took a text from someone who remembers them every year for me to "remember" the day. Two
A Friend Thing & A Business Thing
Last week I had two tours at Monarch Meadows Retreat, both with women who are friends and who also are potential clients or can introduce me to clients. For me, the friend part supersedes the business part. By a lot. And I have
The seeds are the point
You have sent people to training before. They came back excited.Two weeks later, nothing had changed. You were handed a flower bouquet.Beautiful, and dying two weeks later. During wildflower season at Monarch Meadows Retreat I teach you how to cut yourself a
Restorying our culture again.
We've lost ourselves and each other somewhere along the way, especially in the last six years. I wish there wasn't this weird tension between people, one you can feel, and yet no one's willing to have the hard conversation about
Bend to the Light
Monday I taught a brand new workshop to a room full of people who had never heard of me. On a platform filled with teachers who have changed my own life. It moved fast. It went well. To celebrate, I went
A shifting of seasons.
I have an unusual stretch of absolutely nothing days on my calendar, right alongside a long holiday weekend. It also happens to be one of our due dates, they'd be thirteen. It is a shifting of seasons, literally, and in every
Plant the flowers.
Bury what needs to die. Crack and become undone in the dark to grow. Push through to the light.
