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More Connected, More Detached

My daughter recently celebrated her 12th birthday, and as we do every year, we hosted a sleepover weekend for 7 of her closest friends. This year’s theme was backyard camping. It was also, my husband and I decided, to be entirely tech-free. As…
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Giving the Gift of Self Forgiveness

I recently had the chance to sit down with a long-time friend who has been going through a lot in the past year. His question to me was, “if I am to believe I am the Creator of everything in my life, then it seems like I’ve been F-ing…

Raising a Leader: Lessons from the Bottom Up

She was only two when my daughter taught me one of the most important rules of leadership. It had been a real day. My husband was away, and I had been playing single parent for over a week. Big hats off to those who do this all the time! On…

The Lesson of Self Love

As a woman, it’s interesting to look out at the world today and see how much it has changed since the times my grandmothers and mother were growing up. Yet, what I also see are a lot of the same issues around identity, capabilities and…

Staying In Your Own Lane

I recently had the opportunity to visit Paris with my family.  The second day in the City of Lights, we visited the Arc de Triomphe. Looking down from the top of the Arc, you get an amazing view of the city, the grand avenue, Champs-Élysées,…

The Simple Act of Communication

"We are more connected than ever, so why does it seem we struggle so much with the ability to honestly communicate with each other?"

Winds of Change

It was 2am, a few weeks ago, when the winds arrived, thrashing the trees and thumping against the window panes. 35-40 mph gusts threatened to peel shingles from the roof.  The sounds of branches snapping and debris hitting the house made it impossible to sleep.   The Wizard of Oz popped into my mind.  I wondered what was blowing out and what might be blowing in?

Feeding & Being Fed

I was listening to a woman, the other day, talking about a certain variety of lily and how it cannot take root and bloom until parasites come and eat holes in its stem. Okay, you cannot tell me this kind of stuff isn't interesting.  Fascinating, really!

Celebrating the Heart

A few years ago, I was doing a talk and a man approached me to discuss coaching.  Apparently, he had done his homework; checked out my website, my credentials and client testimonials.  He told me he was impressed with my work. "I'd…
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Giving Thanks Is Good, But It's Honor That We Need

I look out over the beautiful acreage that is my backyard, and I am reminded that this was once sacred ground to the Native Americans. There is a reason one of the roads in our community is named Arrowhead Loop. As we know, this entire country was once the exclusive home to these native people.