When was the last time you felt excited to share one or more of your innermost desires with someone but instead chose to remain silent? Perhaps you didn’t feel they would support you. Maybe you’re allowing the desire to take shape so you feel clearer…

Many unexpected gifts come at midlife and beyond, and one of them is a deeper trust in ourselves. After all, we’ve been living in our bodies for a long time – who knows us better than we do? I believe intuition plays a part in our deeper trust…

The process of life has a way of changing how we see ourselves. Women, in order to survive the journey, have to constantly adjust themselves, and often, in doing so, lose sight of who they really are. Most of us don’t come to this realization…

Sometimes as we age, our true essence can begin to fade. A life that was once vibrant and grand can become subdued and pale. You continue on, day by day with what needs to done and in many ways going through the motions but the spirit can be diminished…

As women we are faced with a unique set of challenges. Often, we are juggling work, family, and other responsibilities, which can leave little time for personal growth and development. However, investing in oneself is essential for personal and professional…

My relationship with music is one of the most important in my life. It’s been consistent over my six-plus decades. Over those years, I have learned a lot about being in the wrong relationships – romantic, professional, family, and friendship…

“I said I’d take a dog, but I’m not sure I want that one.” “He’s a real sweetheart,” Brittany, a staff member, assured me. He was big with the smushed-in face of a bulldog, but the height of a boxer. He had a barrel chest, and his front legs were shorter than the back ones…

Knowing that you’re in a happy state seems like a no-brainer, right? As the song goes, “If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.” While I am not clapping my hands, I have become aware of my happiness. I am happy. That doesn’t mean I am…

Driving over 14 hours with my estranged ex-husband, I remembered I know how to thrive. Leading up to this trip I was in a funk, or my meds had stopped working, but it was definingly a low-grade depression. Empty nest syndrome…

So many women email me and tell me that they are ready to take some time each day to do the thing that brings them joy and purpose. Something that they love to do and that is just for them. And, more often than not, they have ZERO idea what that thing is!