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Train Yourself to Expect the Best

Can you expect the best, even in the worst? Can you expect the best all the time? Is it possible to retrain yourself from a “glass half empty” mindset to a “glass half full” mindset? Yes, it is. I lived through incredible tragedy, my husband’s addiction and a seizure disorder, but I found a way to expect the best…even in the worst. I’ve used these methods to find hope and help in tough times, and to create the life of my dreams in good times. What has expecting the best given

How to Create “A Life Beyond Your Wildest Dreams”

Have you ever faced a challenge or a series of hard knocks that left you feeling like, “When will it ever end?” Are you facing an illness right now, the death of a loved one, a loved one’s addiction, or a mental health issue? No matter what you’re going through, this video will inspire you to keep going until you reach “a life beyond your wildest dreams.” We can always #RiseAgain. I’m living proof. We can turn any rock bottom moment into a launching pad, not a docking statio

To the Boy Who Crashed His Car Today

It’s OK. It’s just a car. You’re alive. You’re alive. You’re alive. Don’t you see how nothing else matters but that, really?! Your parents might be angry. Your premiums might go up. You may need a new car. But, you didn’t hurt anyone. You didn’t hurt yourself. Things can be replaced. People cannot. I wanted to give him my perspectacles, so he could see through my eyes how little things matter and how much life does. After losing so many people, I’ve lost my attachment to stuf

“It’s All About How You See Yourself”

When you were younger, how did you picture yourself now? What was the vision you had of the person you’d be now? If you stop & think about it, are you kind of already that person? Maybe you wanted to be a writer, and now, you write at a small desk in the corner of your bedroom every morning and it’s not perfect, it’s not some glamorous study with floor to ceiling bookshelves & a ladder to climb them, but you WRITE EVERY MORNING…and that means, YOU’RE A WRITER. And if you keep

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

I’m Not that Type of Girl…Am I?

I told them, “No.” I’m not the type of girl who needs a heart monitor for 30 days. Am I? I am healthy, fit and strong. I tell myself that every day. I want my ears to hear those words, constantly. I am living from my end game, expecting the best to happen. And, I still have seizures. I feel like I’m going to have one right now. Sometimes, I feel them coming for days, and they never arrive. Sometimes, I don’t feel them coming at all. But, they always start with my heart, build

Out of Survival Mode into…ON FIRE!

I have lived in survival mode for most of the last decade, since the recession came and swept away my pride and savings, and the death toll began to rise in my life. But, a few months ago, I decided to change everything about the way I think and live in the world. My oldest and I at the Rec Center before swimming. We’re training for the Sedona Marathon 10K in a few weeks! First time! (Who am I?!!!) Following the powerful success principles of Brendon Burchard and his book Hig

An Extraordinary Life Makeover, That Started With a “Chainsmokers” Show

Back in September, I had a major relapse of seizures. I’d gone 110 days without any seizures over the summer (summer is always kinder to me), and then one day, I started having up to 10 or 20 a day again. I think my body had a tough time adjusting to coming off antidepressants. Between the horrific withdrawals and seizures, I was honestly feeling extremely depressed. I spent most of two months in bed. I was starting to notice that I didn’t want to get out of bed in the mornin