“Let’s make a deal, 2017. Whatever you hand me this coming year, we will co-create it together with grace, love, strength and humor. And my feelers. I promise to use those a lot more.” Those were the last words in my blog I wrote at the cusp of the new year. 

 Hmmm… I read…

I know for myself, that I have often based the idea of my success on what I have achieved in my career or profession. That has been the number one cause of anxiety, stress, and honestly, just not feeling “good enough” at certain points in my life. We are raised in a society where one…

Isn’t that the dream most of us have? I know from the time I was a little girl, enjoying my life and living it to the upmost joy I could muster, meant everything to me. It still does. 

Sometimes, I look back at her and wonder if she was naive (hate that word) in some…

I wasn’t really sure what exactly to say, how to say it. Hell, I wasn’t expecting to see my adolescent self staring back at me. How do you prepare for the moment? Nobody tells you that you get an opportunity to make amends. Nobody tells you that you have a moment, just a brief moment…

I decided to head this with ‘write your truth’ because it’s a post-it note I have that sits on my bulletin board behind my laptop and stares at me as a reminder that that is what will heal. That is what will change the world and inspire someone. That is what will help ME. 
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I’m running again. I have been running from writing this. I have been writing my daily journals here in Italy and I’ve even had my moments of revelations, but I’ve been avoiding going deep. I’m not sure what I think I will find or not find. Perhaps I’ll find out that there is nothing special about me.…

I was sexually molested at the young age of seven. Every part of me knew that what was happening was wrong. In that moment, fear overtook me and at the same time, a calmness. I KNEW I would handle this and tell the right people. I KNEW he would have to pay for his actions.…