You inspire me.

you make me want to be better, when you are.
when you stretch.
when you reach.
when you win.  even when you lose.
when I see you kicking ass and taking names, it makes me want to do the same
(and rub myself in your magic (not in a weird way), but if it’ll rub off, I’ll take it).
you see, when you shine I want to too.
and when you fail, I know you’re human – and you’re also in the ring, getting it done.
that makes me  want to get in there too.
Marianne Williamson was right – your playing small does not serve the world.
So please. Shine. Follow your dreams. Speak up for what you want. Be clear and be direct.
Laugh out loud. Cry.  Spread joy.
Be you, whatever that is.
Because it inspires me to do the same.

Tell a New Story.

This past holiday my mom spent the week with us.
Usually, the day after Thanksgiving, I’m ready for the tree.
Let’s put up the lights and blast Christmas music.
It drives my husband nuts.
This year, not so much.
I was ready to be done with it all. Bring on 2012.
But I have two tiny children, so I really couldn’t simply ignore the season….
I played along.
By the time my mom got to town, I was worn out. Frazzled.
I made peanut butter balls – and forgot the peanut butter.
I forgot an appointment.
I snapped at my mom. Not once, but a few times.
And then I took a step back. Why was I snapping?
What was I telling myself?
My mom told me that I was making a mess (which in fact, I was…) but in my head, she wasn’t just telling me what a mess I was making.
In my head I heard: “you can’t cook”, “you’re not good enough”, “you’re screwing it up”, “what kind of mother are you?”….. It goes on, and only gets worse.
My body gets tense. I shallow breathe, and am quick to snap.
HELLO? She simply said that I was making a mess. Perhaps I might want to put a towel down. But the story I was telling myself made it so much more.


This year, I’m changing that story.
I refuse to allow my lizard brain, or monkey mind, or inner critic (whatever you’d like to call it) to run away with my thoughts…or if it does start running, I intend to lasso it in lightening fast.

The story I’m telling this year is one of love. One of kindness. One of freedom, and feeling good. One of full on awesomeness in every way.

What story will you tell?


“The most precious gift we can offer others is our presence. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.” – Thich Nhat Hanh

As we wind down 2011, I urge you to enter 2012 with presence.
Spend some time reviewing this past year.
What went well?
What didn’t go so well?
What do you want for 2012?

Enter the year with presence.
Move with intention.
Be mindful.
Be grateful.
Spread joy.
Show up.
Work through the fear.
Listen to your body.
Live like you mean it.

If others blossom in your full presence, think of what it can do to your own life.
It’s not easy, but give it a try.
How will you be present today?

The time is now

Most of us, at one time or another, have had a “someday” fantasy.

When I get a raise, I’ll pay off my debt and be free.
When I lose that last 10 pounds I’ll start dating and meet the love of my life.
When I get a new job, I’ll have more time, more money and more happiness.
When I get that new bike, I’ll make exercise a priority and get in shape.
I could go on….and each of them basically boils down to “Someday, when I have/do _______, I’ll be happy.

Here’s the thing: Nothing outside of you is going to make you happy. No external circumstance is going to be the magic wand that “cures” you and makes life better. If you want your life to be different, you’re going to have to get up off of the couch and do something about it. There is no magical solution, and the time is now.

So don’t wait until you lose those last few pounds or get in shape or get that new job.
What is it that you want?
To be happier?
To be healthier?
To have more time?
What steps can you take today, to move a bit closer to whatever it is?
Go on. Get moving.
The time is now.