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A few of my favorite things

Neighborhood holiday lights are sparkling and candles are flickering in the windows of the houses in our small town. The Christmas tree farm across the lake is lined with cars filled with families waiting to pick out the perfect tree. And our quaint downtown Market Square is already filled with shoppers in search of the perfect gifts.

In the spirit of gift-giving, I thought I’d share a few of my favorite things in case it gives you some ideas for the loved ones in your life (and makes your shopp...

Gratitude for the one who is always with you

I’m 24 years-old standing in a bathroom no bigger than a linen closet, staring at my bloodshot eyes in a mirror. I’m at work, crying over a breakup I was sure I’d never survive, trying to pull myself together to go back into my office. I’m a bookkeeper at a construction company and my desk is in the owner’s renovated garage. He’s not the warmest guy in the world and I know I need to suck it up and get back to work but I feel devastated and inconsolable.

Thanksgiving is right around the corner.
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In praise of kindness and ordinary days

The midday sun is casting light beams over my living room as I sit at my computer tapping life into this blog. The last golden leaves of the oak trees in our backyard are floating by the window while Berty and Wednesday (our little tabbies) sleep soundly at my feet. It’s an ordinary day in our house, one that began with something special I wanted to share with you this week.

While enjoying a cup of tea, I scrolled through my Instagram feed and discovered that yesterday was World Kindness Day. Ju...

Take the wild creative ride

Last week I spent several days in a recording studio crafting a new audio project for Sounds True called, Self Care for the Wisdom Years. I loved my time in the studio. And I hated it. Driving into the city each morning, I looked forward to starting the day. And, as the hours passed, there were times when I couldn’t wait for it to end. When the last word was spoken and the project was complete, I felt both exhausted and deeply satisfied with the end result.

Such is the creative process. Regardle...

What challenges us makes us stronger

The wind was howling and the rain blew sideways like sheets of frosty glass that made it hard to see beyond the windshield. We were on our way to get a foot massage, a cozy suggestion made by Michael given the stormy night that lay ahead. I was driving and as we entered the highway I made a point to slow down and carefully watch for merging traffic.

Picking up speed once the coast was clear, we chatted about the day and how much we were looking forward to relaxing and enjoying a foot soak and ma...

The mystery and magic of midlife

I returned late last night from our first “Self Care by the Sea” retreat in two years. We had a wonderful group of men and women who joined me in looking at the mystery and magic of midlife. While I regroup and rest, I thought I’d share the first journal entry from my most recent book, Waking Up in Winter. As you read this entry, please take some time to consider the questions I ask myself. They not only help us to identify the things that matter most, they challenge (and hopefully inspire) us t...

The joys of sisterhood

On Friday afternoon I visited a beach near our home to swim with a group of women who have fallen in love with cold water plunging. We call ourselves “The Mermaids” and the group, birthed by my pod pal, Libby, and her friend Arianna (a passionate “Garden Coach,”), has started meeting (and growing in numbers) every week. Women of all shapes and sizes, ages and backgrounds, come together like wild and wicked gals to face their fears and bask in the glow of sisterhood.

Our late-day gathering was wi...

Simply respond to what’s unfolding before you

This week, my new whimsical card deck, Self Care Wisdom Cards, has launched and I’ll be hosting a Facebook Live on the  Hay House Facebook  page on Monday, October 11 th  at 12 noon ET/9am PT to celebrate. You can learn more about this new deck  here .

As we transition into autumn in the Northeast, the trees are slowly starting to show how beautiful letting go can be. One of the maples that line our driveway appears to be on fire while the others remain clothed in their late summer dress. Minus any st...

Time for a change

As I continue my training as a professional lounger, I thought I’d share a blog I wrote about change. Although I’m getting better at “adaptation” I have to admit that adjusting to post-shutdown life has been tricky. Life was so much simpler with fewer options, wasn’t it?

That said, change is inevitable, as we all know, and when embraced it can actually be to our advantage. That’s the lesson I learned from my cable company.

Time for a Change

For six months I was annoyed by the message that kept ...

Becoming a professional lounger

Thanks very much for your prayers and well-wishes for my family. One member is home from the hospital and doing much better, and the other is out of ICU and also on the mend. I believe in the power of group intention and have no doubt that your thoughts and prayers contributed to their healing and quick turnaround. I’m very grateful.

Now that I’m no longer needed in the crisis management role, I’m taking some time off to recover. As a matter of fact, I’m thinking about becoming a professional lo...