What now seems like a lifetime ago, I was a volunteer for a homeless shelter located in a questionable area in downtown Portland, Oregon. Recognizing the possibility that I could get robbed, it was my naïve habit to put my purse in the trunk…

Are you living your life with purpose? What does that even mean? Is it just the latest self-help guru trend? We know very clearly that the secret to a long and happy life is to live with meaning and purpose every day. Every. Single. Day…

I sat bolt upright in the middle of the night and suddenly felt I was drowning in my own inadequacies. From different corners of my mind I was hearing, “Lazy! Weak! Running out of money!”

Life is constantly changing and the journey through our 60s and beyond unveils a host of experiences, woven together with threads of wisdom, resilience, and, above all, gratitude. As a certified life coach dedicated to supporting women…

It was my father who encouraged me to “write about it” when he gave me that first pink and turquoise diary when I was 10 years old. You know the kind, the ones with a little lock and key that hold a young girl’s many secrets. Diaries were simpler then…

Life is a journey made in stages. Each one presents its own unique challenges, moments of joy and opportunities to grow. Our ancestors began exploring the idea that life is a series of stages millennia ago, the Hindu rishis (sages) being among the first to do so…

For the first 60 years or so of our lives, we are on a well-marked super highway with plenty of directional signs. Graduate from High School. Go to College. Choose a career. Earn money. Buy a house, have a car, create a life. Maybe find a spouse…

How often do you find yourself being self-critical of your looks, health, finances, and your overall life? Perhaps the way in which you view yourself negatively has become so routine you don’t look at it as being critical. Instead of considering it demeaning…

Here I am, waiting for Spring to arrive and Winter to finally release its grip, and I feel like I am stuck in rush hour traffic. I am idling and unable to move forward until others move first, and I have no power or influence to get them going. The folks behind…

When I was in my 30s, an older friend told me that I hadn’t suffered enough to really be compassionate and understanding with someone else. At the time, that comment hurt, but now, decades later, I understand what she meant…