• This Moment

    My friend’s mother used to say, “Life is too short to be pissed off.” I learned of this at her memorial service and the meaning became even more poignant.

  • Support

    Although this is a trying time, I feel blessed to go through it. No, really I do. You see, now I will have a chance to practice what I preach. As I tell clients every day, self improvement is about a set of habits and tools to use daily, not…

  • What Story Are You Telling?

    Our words are truly powerful. How we decide to describe our life is how we also decide how to live it. How are you the author of your life? Are you creating an joyfilled story or a horror film? When we let our inner narrator prattle on, it often spins…

  • When a Problem is Not a Problem

    We all have problems or issues arise in our life; getting a cold, having business difficulties, having a sick loved one, unexpected expenses, having difficulty completing a simple task like buying leaf bags. In fact, if we looked closely there is probably not a day in our life that we…

  • Old Habits

    The unconscious, primitive reaction I had to the news was fear. This fear sent me back to my safe place; back to those habits that I had in my youth. Habits that served a purpose when I was younger, but which are nowdeterimental to my happiness. It was amazing how…

  • Peace through Acceptance

    We are each unique. It is apparent in our eye color, our hair color, and our skin tone. We are unique in our clothing, our jewelry, and if we have piercings or tattoos. Differences are in how we talk, what we talk about, and what we value. We are unique…

  • Who Said It Would Be Easy?

    So next time you are down because things are not easy, remember to follow your own path by knowing and speaking your own truth and having the determination and persistence to continue down your own path even if things look scary and hard. We have all experienced obstacles that seemed…

  • New Eyes

    As a young child my eyesight was very poor.  Anything more than six inches from my nose was out of focus.  To me, the world looked like one massive Monet painting, varying shapes and colors blurring into each other and making up a patchwork landscape.  Nothing was distinct.  Nothing was…