You really, truly CAN’T. GO. HOME. AGAIN. Why?!?!? Because once a bird has cracked its shell, it can’t go back in.
The journey to finding yourself starts with saying ‘f**k’
Finding yourself – your TRUE, AUTHENTIC self – is an exercise in patience. More so than raising kids, more so than waiting at the four-minute red light that you swear you are going to write the county about. And, more so even, than waiting until next week for the next episode of your favorite show. WHY? Because finding yourself doesn’t have a deadline. Trust me! I’ve given it one, and it pushes the envelope every time. I constantly hear the…
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What’s silencing your truth costing you?
There has been amazing support and feedback from this week’s announcement about my future path, and I wanted to share a quick story with you about why I’m so passionate about finding my true voice, and about helping you find yours. Most people don’t know that I was searching for several months for a mentor who truly “got” what I wanted to do… build a business based on authenticity, but NEVER compromise myself in order to do so. I met some…
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Stop shutting the hell up
I had managed to quiet her so much, that everything in my life crumbled, and when I looked around, I no longer recognized who I was. Then one day… I. STOOD. UP.
Where’s the “Totally Worth It” button?
Back in 2004, I hit the “Easy” button. I married a guy who had his act together, and we envisioned a life together with two kids, the house, annual vacations, and two steady jobs. It seemed natural and fairytale-like. But, as is often the case in a marriage or long-term relationship, things started to become increasingly difficult. I became a stay-at-home, then work-from-home Mom, with hardly any chance to breathe, play, think, or – let’s be very honest, here –…
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That thing I NEVER wanted to talk about
I am proud of the accomplishment but have always approached the subject with some hesitation. Even as I sit here, trying to put my thoughts into words, I hesitate to fully-disclose my story. But, I believe the truth, not the silence, will set us free. My only hope is that this story will help at least one other person find their way back home. Three years ago, I was divorced. Actually, it was three years, four months, and 19 days…
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