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Already several weeks into the Courage Based Goals Workshop with Sas Petherick inside her amazing Self-Belief Coaching Academy, and I’ve hit a wall or two and broken through. Because her coaching gave me the right tools and perspective to continue working with myself to get to the other side. If it’s Not One Thing, It’s…
This pandemic has again brought to light the fact that the world runs on the efforts and consideration of the caretakers. In fact, the role of mother and homemaker has never been given it’s due respect from my perspective. We aren’t just undercompensated for the care we give the people who need it, we are…
It wouldn’t be shocking to say that shame is one of the most damaging emotions we can feel. Feeling badly about ourselves shuts us off from the world. We are isolated and silent and of no threat or use to our world. The moments that I remember shame the most are when someone has said…
( This piece was published a year and a half ago in May of 2107 and yet I thought of it the other day and when I happened upon it today, I knew it needed to be re-shared. Feel your truth and spread it wide). She got onto a fancy white SUV parked next to…
Why is it hard to take care of ourselves? All the rallying I’m reading for our personal radical self-care reminds me that there’s a deficit in our self-priorities. But why? I know our expectations of our treatment of self come from our environments, our upbringing, and our role models. I heard and saw my mother…
There are two lovely young women that I know that are both expecting miracle babies. Both did not really believe this was going to happen and probably are still holding their breath on occasion. But it’s real, one’s expecting a boy and the other a girl, and I thought I’d do a baby round-up sorta…
I love that feeling you have when you’ve successfully gotten away, had time to unwind and relax, and gained some perspective on your life. You return with fresh eyes and see your life a little differently. And that is so not what I got from my recent vacation. Not in the least. I got exhaustion…
For too many years, my world was about going it alone. About making ends meet. And not letting anyone in. They might have seen I was really just surviving. I was faking it without making it. Yet, the one time it feels essential to be surrounded by women folk is when a baby is destined…
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