On one particular Wednesday morning heading to St. Cloud I was listening to one of my favorite podcasts (next to my own, of course! Lol) called the Good Life Project and the interview was with Susan Piver, a practicing Buddhist and teacher. At one point in a wonderful conversation, amidst a discussion about the heart mantra, a comment was made
Love and Fear- choosing your perspective
I could think of thousands of examples if I try. So very many times when we are looking into the space of ‘new’ or ‘different’ we feel into our bodies an equal experience of love and fear. That part of us that is super excited by options and possibilities, and desired outcomes, and that part of us that just wants
Do nothing- a not so expected way of supporting grief
When I heard the message come through from Spirit I literally froze for a moment. I genuinely did not believe that that was the kind of guidance my client was looking for. “Do nothing,” spirit said. My client had asked me a question of how to support some really good friends of theirs in the grieving process. While the
Plant Babies
I am a self proclaimed weirdo. I say it about myself so it saves everyone else the trouble and they have the ease of just nodding their heads in agreement. My weirdness is largely based around the fact that I find immense pleasure and unmistakable gushing joy in things that are connected to nature and “homesteading.” Today’s adventure is plant
Finding passion above fear
Her words rang in my ears, and I cannot deny there was a little bit of bite in my gut as they hit home. “When we don’t bring our passion into the world, think of the people that we are keeping from their own healing” I have honestly never thought of it that way, but I invite you to
Finding your tribe of normal
She is brilliant, beautiful, talented, driven and filled with purpose and an unmistakable sense that she is here for something special…she’s right. Her Spirit is clear about that. Recently she left a job that while it pays her bills, is also time consuming enough to be a block for her moving into all of the amazing things she wants
The Nights Lullaby
We have been socked with a few days of excessive daytime heat. Temperatures dancing around the 90 mark. I actually enjoy the heat in the spring as the humidity is not yet set in, and I don’t believe it will last throughout the summer but rather a short lived shock to our system and a telltale that says, “take note
I am speed dial number 5
I was sick as a dog. I mean I couldn’t even get out of bed, running a fever, all sorts of creative body things happening that I won’t get into. You get it, I was sick. Midday on this hellacious day my phone rings and I ignore it. A few seconds later it rings again. I ignored it (seriously,
Finding peace in the spaces in between spaces
The conversation was bold and deep and transparent. Five professionals, all different in how we work but similar in that we work to help create ways for ourselves and others to shift into a new age, with new ways in life, business, leadership and community. As I feel like I have been navigating change and the unknown for a few
Signs of Spirit
I walked into her adorable boutique, gave a quick hug and kiss of greeting and as she turned around something clinked against the floor. We both stopped and looked down to see the tales side of dime staring up at us. We looked at each other, eyes twinkling and burst into laughter. Once again, her dad made his presence known,