reBUILD: 7 Ways I Am Embracing a New Chapter
After deep reflection on 2023 and 2022, I realized I’d slipped back into some old and unhealthy habits. Seeking joy, happiness and pleasure outside myself. Eating and drinking my way through my feelings. Moving less and embracing a sedentary lifestyle
In the Stillness: Thoughts on Coming Home to Me
These moments - moments of waiting and longing and uncertainty - can feel so painful in the present. Yet, I know they are necessary. They stretch me. They push me to new heights. I am grateful.
CHOOSE Joy in Gratitude
As this year comes to a close and like many of you, I am thinking about 2023. I am thinking about the one to two words I will focus on. I am thinking about relationships and habits I won’t carry
CHOOSE Joy in Slowing Down
I've had a lot of movement, a lot of shifts, a lot of love, a lot of loss, a lot of achievement, a lot of goals, a lot of success, a lot of defeat. And I am tired.
CHOOSE Joy in New Beginnings
Some of us realized that yes, it’s great to have goals and plans for the new year BUT it’s even better to take EVERY day, every week, every month, every season, every celebration as opportunities to begin again.
CHOOSE Joy!
As we entered the last quarter of the year, my life began to shift. I start the new year in this place. I start this year without a laundry list of goals or resolutions. Instead, I start it with stillness.
As I Reflect on the Year …
AND love persists. Happiness calls our name. Joy can be our default home. I welcome all of this. I embrace it. I hold it close to my heart.
Leave Room for Joy
It felt hypocritical to laugh. It felt unsettling to seek opportunities to celebrate. It made me uneasy to consider indulging in recreational activities. But yet still, it was paralyzing to live with and carry in every way the real and
How Many of Us Have Them …
This weekend, I had two very special people in town: one of my favorite aunts and a very dear and special friend. They both reminded me of the value of friendships. Not acquaintances; not associates; not even peripheral “road dogs,” but TRUE friends.