Deep in my Heart
It’s hard to explain the impact this music has had on me. When I’m dancing to Gipsy Kings, it’s pure ecstasy. I’m completely alive, with zero doubts (as you can see in this video 😅). Dancing to a few of their songs can get me through a whole day. Imagine my delight to be in Andalucia, where you hear this music in concerts, in restaurants, in popular music, and just about anywhere you go.
Granada beauty - textures & colors
I love how these colors, shapes, and textures are the way the world invites me to come out beyond my edges. The queen of this 3D world is beauty. She inspires me to soften, open and experience wonder and awe (my natural state).
My first big sola trip in 30 years!
I’m doing it. I’m on my first big sola trip in 30 years. Estoy en España! Lots to say about why Spain is so deeply embedded in my heart. For now, though, I’m just reveling in the beginning of the adventure! And sharing a few pics.
My tiny humble healing secret: Listening.
I stopped trying to take big momentous steps. I started making myself tiny little audio recordings, to remind myself over and over how simple and sweet life could be, right here in this present moment….After a while, I noticed that I began to spontaneously feel these frequencies in my body, as I was going about my day…
Tending to our True Needs
Something I hear a lot from my students and clients is: I don’t even know how to think about what I need. I wouldn’t even know where to start.
Many of my clients are deep in the throes of chronic illness, so they actually do focus on themselves—but usually from the angle of How can I fix what’s wrong with me? That’s a very different question than What do I truly need?
The Body Knows How to Heal (when it feels safe)
I spent years chasing the answers, desperately trying to figure out what was wrong with my body and how to fix it. I kept assuming that the answer was complicated and that it would come from outside of me
Self-Love: your blueprint for all other relationships
Great news: you have the power to interrupt old patterns that are no longer serving you. YOU get to choose the blueprint you want to use for all your relationships moving forward. When you turn your attention inward toward Self-Love, you’ll find a fully stocked “love studio” in which to design and experiment with your new blueprint for love.
Three Flavors of Self-Love
How do we cut through the platitudes and actually create the internal relationship we are longing for?
In my 5 year journey to reorganize my nervous system and heal old trauma, I’ve found each of the following “flavors” of Self-love to have a deep and lasting impact on my life. Plus, they can bring lots of joy and peace along the way!
Winter used to scare me.
Winter was scary. The cold, the slowness. The holiday emotions. The pressure to start of the new year with a bang, even though I felt like crawling into a hole.
Over the past 5 years, I’ve come to not only appreciate, but also truly enjoy the fallow times. The slowness and the stillness. The sweet inward turning. Here’s how I feel about winter now…
Two things I’m giving up for healing
Yes, I had to give up the adrenaline and dopamine hits that came with manic creativity and problem-solving. But I’ve gained so much more: deep peace, authentic joy, and vibrant health.
Gratitude for the “worst” things
Ahhh, gratitude. I have mixed feelings. Obviously, it’s a beautiful sensation and a healthy thing to practice. But I spent so many years trying really hard to be grateful for things that I thought I should be grateful for, or that I wished I was grateful for.
A Story of Self-love
Once there was a young girl who lived her life as two “half-people”. One half of the girl lived to take care of other people and make them happy. She was very "good" and as her grandmother described it: “compliant”. The other half of the girl was wilder- independent, provocative, spontaneous…
Limitless Possibility
I had a laundry list of symptoms, as long as my sad, weak arm. My hair was falling out in clumps. I couldn’t sleep for more than 5 hours at a time without nightmares. I kept injuring myself doing the simplest things- walking or bending over. Almost every food gave me a bad reaction, so my diet was ridiculously limited.
And... somewhere, hidden in there, was limitless possibility.
Conversation with my over-giving self
Back when I was in full-on mom mode, full on codependent. Full on devoted to everyone around me, except barely even present for myself. I gave probably 150% more than I actually had in me. I don’t even know where the surplus came from, but I gave and gave and gave until I was basically a sad little pile of dust- physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually.
You have to put yours on first. Promise?
So the flight attendant stood there and waited a few moments. Then she said it again, in her friendly but very firm voice: “This is really important. You have to put yours on first. Promise?” The mom sort of straightened up and reflected for a second and then said yes.