I remember when I was in my late 20s and early 30s that I would look down on the power of gratitude. I never appreciated how powerful it can be to sit with just being thankful AF. Like, right now for example, I am sitting here looking out my back window at the gorgeous snow, smelling fresh coffee brewing while Kieran sleeps in the couch (snow day #100) and Jayden peacefully sleeps downstairs in our safe, warm and clean home. I would have never considered sitting down and talk

I'm feeling all sorts of unsettled these days. My week has been filled with meaningful connections and amazingness, yet, there is this lingering feeling of "wasting" my time. The community is starting to have other people posting and showing up for my live calls and the momentum is incredible, yet again, I cant help but feel like I am always searching for more. The universe keeps putting quotes in front of me about enjoying the process and paying attention to the moments as y

Yesterday, Wednesday January 7th, was a super rough day for me. I felt completely defeated. Broken. A victim of life and circumstance. It was the third day of "snowdays" after the holidays and Kieran decided to head to school. What would have normally taken me 15 minutes of driving ended up taking 40 minutes and by the time I arrived home I had barely anytime to prep for my 9am session. I came into the house to an empty coffee pot and I immediately felt annoyed. But underneat

Phew my friends Last Friday was the FIRST time in almost a year that I did not post my blog. I made a promise to myself that I would do it weekly for 3 years. I renewed my website for 3 years and I decided that I would NEVER miss a week. The problem was that I started to put my feelings into chat GPT to make them feel more "perfect" It wasn't that my feelings weren't within those pieces of writing, it was just that they were written with a purpose of other people reading them