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One Tool That Can Change Your Life

It’s not, “If you can see it, then you’ll believe it.” It’s, “If you can believe it, then you’ll see it.” ~Wayne Dyer THE MOST POWERFUL MEDITATION TOOL I USE Every morning I meditate and visualize a big ole’ daydream of the most incredible things I want to create in my life. I design my destiny by focusing on it, believing and feeling it as if it’s already real. Then…it IS real. This is the meditation I do every morning. It’s a twenty-minute meditation by Wayne Dyer called th

Yes, You’re a Mess & We Need You Anyway

I like to only show up as my best self. I prefer to only show up when I feel nearly-perfect. Perfectly dressed, perfectly poised, perfectly POSITIVE, perfectly inspiring, perfectly kind, perfectly communicating with others. I have high standards for myself, and that’s ok. But, sometimes, it’s not. When perfectionism keeps me from participating in life because I’m afraid to show up wrinkled, crinkled, messy and “in progress,” it not only robs me of joy, it robs others of it, t

The Answer to Everything Is…

It’s been a hard week here. It started out with calling 911 on Sunday because the baby was choking on something she picked up off the floor. It took a visit to the ER and several panicky hours to figure out she had a small piece of thick plastic lodged in her throat that the Doctor was finally able to remove. On top of that, several of my closest friends have been dealing with life-threatening illnesses for themselves or their kiddos, so basically my heart has been walking ar

Dear Mama, You Are Not Alone (READ THIS)

The REAL face of Motherhood somedays, right? I called my husband day after day in tears, sobbing, “I can’t do this.” Soon enough, going it alone brought me to a new level of drowning. A slow and sinking numbness began to set in, called postpartum depression. It was a dark and ugly beast that took up camp in my body. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, my sleep deprivation and overwhelm only fed the beast. And you know what fed the beast best? It’s favorite meal was my, “I

How To Save A Life or “Send Donuts, Legs & Umbrellas, Please!”

“No One Fights Alone” is the mantra for Brain Cancer warriors. I think it should be a mantra for life. Written 5-15-15 I have so much joy in my heart today. I am beyond blessed. I am so grateful for my family and friends, the heroes in my life, the lovers and fighters who I see braving their own battles fiercely each day. When times get really tough we have to look even harder for joy. Sometimes the best way to create joy when you’re drowning is to throw someone else a rope.

The Safeway Story: Be a Miracle

Do you believe in miracles & magic? Do you believe that without any doing of your own, an opportunity can be put in your path, a promotion can come your way unexpectedly, or a simple, kind gesture from a stranger can completely transform your day? I believe in miracles, because I have seen they happen to me frequently throughout these last 5 years of loss & hardship. Lighting our candle for her best friend this year. She passed away unexpectedly at age 5, when my daughter was

My Most Unusual Gift

Sometimes I get scared to keep sharing my story, because there are people who see me continually speaking to death and pain, who perceive that to mean that I’m stuck in the grief, not moving on, not living joyfully, dwelling on the past. And it’s perceptions like that, that made me feel like a lecherous Grim Reaper Girl for years. What these people don’t understand is that these 20+ tragic deaths & 4 years of inconceivable loss were my gift. Yes, I said that 20 people dying i

Are You Giving Your Gifts Away?

Your natural, inherent heart-led instinct is to pop this gift into my lap and relish in every single second of the joy of watching me open it. But, then, just as you are about to hand it to me, mere nanoseconds before your gift greets my fingertips, as you look into my eyes of anticipation, you feel a different feeling overtake you. Fear. Doubt. Vulnerability. Shame. Questions begin to overtake you. “Will she like it? Will she like me? Is it good enough? What if she hates it?

Half-Dead Or Alive

It’s a choice, and one that requires more courage than can possibly be put into words, to unfold your wings again, when they’ve been clipped, wounded, torched and tormented, time after time. It has been my life’s challenge to unfold. A year ago, I was pregnant with my third child – a walking dead, half-alive corpse of myself. 4 years of tragedy, 20 deaths, and the loss of everything ten times over, had singed and scarred my wings so acutely, I simply wanted to crawl into a sh

You Are Now Entering the “Spring” of Your Life

As I was hosing them down, I started aiming the spray at the dead leaves to help them fall off, and encourage growth and renewal. As nature always speaks to me, I had a little ah-ha moment. The rains and winds of our life are not to be cursed. Like a storm on a dying vine, they simply rid us of the parts of ourselves that are dead, unnecessary, broken, or browning. Then, the parts of us that are alive and green can soak up more of the water to nourish and feed our souls, spee

What Are You Holding Back?

I’m reading Marianne Williamson’s, “Everyday Grace” right now, and this quote struck me so profoundly when I read it the other day, I wanted to share it. Anita Moorjani, who I spoke of in my last blog post, spoke about this same sort of principle – that if we withhold our magnificence from the world, and keep it inside, it can turn into a sort of self-implosion that eats away at us from within, turning into disease and dis-ease in our lives. I think Marianne is speaking of th

Express Your Self ~ Living Life Out of Your Inner Joy

Do you plan your next adventure seeking to gain JOY from the experience, or do you adventure as an expression of the JOY you already possess within? I consistently need to remind myself to live my life as an expression of Who I Am, instead of meeting each day like a hungry sponge, needing to be filled, so I can be Who I Am. When I make plans for my weekend, whimsically summoning visions of peace-filled journeys and forays into nature, it’s easy to seek happiness and joy in my

The Big News (Finally!)

In my last post, I told you there would be a BIG announcement coming soon. It perfectly explains why I accidentally took a pretty long hiatus from the work I’ve been trying to do in the world here on this blog. I was reading an article in a magazine at the doctor’s office recently and a line struck me – it spoke about all of one’s creative energy going to one project, and leaving little to give in other areas of life. Well, all my creative energy has been going somewhere late

This Post Is Not Going to Amaze You

This, right here, is going to be a below-average, unplanned, spontaneous, barely edited regular-ole’-Joe kind of post. So, hold onto your socks, they’re not going anywhere. I’m a writer, so I have pretty high standards for anything everything I put out into the world that includes words. This includes my Memoir I’ve been working on diligently for 1.5 years now, Workshop Proposals, Press Releases, website content, newspaper articles, contributing articles for sites like Wander

Dear Sweet Nephew: I’m Smiling at the Memory of You Today

Dear Sweet Nephew, Hi, how are you? What’s it like living in the light you were on Earth? I thought today I would write to you, because today it’s been 10 years since you left this Earth. I know you are still nearby, and all around, but, losing the chance to hold you in my arms and run my fingers through your beautiful blond hair again, that was the hardest thing I have ever had to let go of. Marking 10 years today makes me look back on the last decade of my life without you.