Hitting a Wall and How I Walk Away From It

I really do try to keep my inner self together. I do yoga, meditate, convene with Mother Nature multiple times a week – even if it’s just gazing at a dried perennial in my garden while I breathe gently in and out. By and large, I do well. I believe my daily practice is what let’s me do what I

The Trouble With Fear

As I sit to write this, the world has lost about 3,000 people to the coronavirus, and the first few cases have shown up in my home state of Minnesota. My heart goes out to the families of every single one of them, because each one of those 3,000 is someone’s loved one, and loss is sad and hard. At

In Honor of International Women’s Day

My mom was not raised to believe she could be anything. She was raised to see herself as a traditional woman – wife, mother, housekeeper. My mom grew up a child of the depression, the oldest child and a girl. She was taught to be frugal, assume nothing, behave like a lady, and take her place in a man’s world.

Unplugged 2020

This is an article written by me, published by Edge magazine Unplugged It’s amazing to me how I never even noticed the low-grade anxiousness I was feeling. Always looking, always checking, never wanting to miss or be missed. The first time my husband dared me to leave my phone behind we were just dating. I grew up in an era

The Meditation Challenge

The following is part of the intro to the eBook I’m writing on meditation. I started having panic attacks after I separated from my now ex-husband. It was an incredibly stressful time for all sorts of reasons from family shame, to personal shame, to how to survive as a single Mom and pay the bills and how I was ruining

Keep Your Cooties Off Me

While working with a client a while back, Spirit delivered a message I knew, but seemed so much more poignant at this time. It was a message about energy and attachment. Negativity is everywhere, and I mean everywhere right now. Normally kind, generous people are turning into monsters before my eyes. I find myself getting heated about things I typically couldn’t give

A Time of Forgiveness

Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve gotten pretty good at being in the middle of some total crazy rant in my mind or having my emotional body all tied up in a knot, and realizing something is wrong. I’m pretty sure I’m a genius. On this particular day I was standing in my kitchen making breakfast when it occurred to

Getting Myself Back

I got to the halfway point and I literally started to cry. Not big boohoo tears, just a little kind of choked up, watery eyes kind of cry. For Pete’s sake, it was only going to be about ¾ of a mile by the time I got back to the cabin, what on earth is the big deal. That’s what

A Season Cut Too Short

There is an old saying “to everything there is a reason, a season or a lifetime”. We were so excited to purchase our lake place. The day we moved in was the first day I met him. He stood in my kitchen and stuck out a gloved hand, “I’m Paul. I live right down there” as he pointed towards the

Universal Language

My husband and I spent recently spent a couple of weeks traveling in Europe. I love Europe, I really do. Yes, for the cathedrals, and the history, cobblestone streets, the people and the food, and well, pretty much everything. If there is one struggle while we’re there it is, like many Americans, my husband and I only speak English. Typically,