I started reading a book over the weekend that is just slightly blowing my mind. It’s a money book, which to be honest I’m surprised I’m that jazzed about. I eat up any book that tells a good story about emotional or spiritual growth, and although I’ve read a few money related books that … Continue reading What it takes to let your money start working for you
It’s funny how your shit follows you. Today I found myself reliving a scenario from 8 years ago when I got slammed for what I thought was doing the right thing, and I was told it wasn't good enough. I had overheard at a dinner party that there was a misprint of some PR merchandise that … Continue reading For when you think you screwed it up; How you can’t do it wrong
It’s 9:37pm and I really don’t feel like writing. I want to curl up in bed with my new book. I want to indulge in someone else’s creation instead of sit down and create something new of my own. I almost bailed on this writing date. I almost let myself off the hook. ‘You did … Continue reading Proof the 3rd Option Works
Food. Faith. Feminine. These words keep boomeranging back to me. Five or so years ago they were on my website as the placeholders for the women that I wanted to help. Then I gave myself a reality check / had a self-doubt driven panic attack that I couldn’t do this; mostly because I had more … Continue reading Are you dancing with, or running, your business?
Yesterday was Sunday and I didn’t write like I said I would. I woke up planning to, but as the day went on, I realized there was something more important to be doing than writing. Doing nothing. If the idea of ‘Sunday as a day of rest’, or ‘keeping the Sabbath day holy’, grates you … Continue reading A not-so-new way to recharge your Love life
I’m tired of wearing hats that aren’t mine to wear. Like accountant, immigration lawyer, marketing guru, social media genius, SEO pro, management consultant. They are sexy, intriguing titles, but they aren’t me. In my 20’s my job required me to have a certain level of expertise when it came to taxes and immigration for US … Continue reading Cutting myself some slack
Amoeba. That’s what the first half of this year felt like. Parts of my life were dropping like flies and I was left with just me. A single-celled 'me', without a defined shape, that could just about slink my way across the floor before it used up all its energy. Taking action, but not really clear … Continue reading Me, my yoga mat, and God