A.C.T. Today
Have you ever found yourself sort of awakened from your present life experience, pondering the questions, “How did I get to this point? Who have I become? What happened to the life I dreamed of?” It’s a pretty sh*#ty feeling
Dude, Where’s My Phone?
So, in case you don’t already know, I am a pretty organized, meticulous “clean freak” (or so some might say!), and it really should come as no surprise that in the midst of an intensive spring cleaning of our home,
What are YOU appreciating?
Yesterday, I shared my record of gratitude for the day. Today, I’d love to know what YOU are appreciating… What matters most to you right now? How do you feel when you give thanks? Do share and post in the comments… The
Gratitude Day #134
Today, I give thanks. I record my gratitude and appreciation for every little thought, experience, interaction, dream, hope, challenge, and feeling in my life. Today is day #134 of this experiment. I feel transformed. I now see my life experience
Mantra for the Moment
I love knowing that time and energy and creativity are ABUNDANT… I have enough, I do enough, I AM enough. Life is always on my side. Every challenge guides me to grow. Every joy elevates my knowing. Every moment deepens
Go Ahead, Wear Your Costume Every Day!
Have you ever contemplated when it is that most of us stop dressing up, playing make believe, and pretending to be whomever we choose? When does that brilliant sense of wonder and possibility diminish into being practical and reasonable? I
Bloom Where You’re Planted!
As I walked outside my home today to water our budding seeds in the garden, I felt at once awed and inspired by the inherent brilliance of nature. How incredible that LIFE is held safely inside a tiny seed, waiting
I’ve Unlocked a Secret of the Universe!
Yes, really, I have. And it only took 15 years! Okay, so let me explain… When I was 18 years old, it was February of 1998, I was in my second year studying English at UCLA. I was having the
Mommy, Are You Okay?
I fell. Literally. Crashed so hard to the Earth that I felt shaken to tears. I was just cruising along, my beautiful girl wrapped safely in my arms, when suddenly I found myself falling in slow motion toward an unforgiving
Well, How Subversive of You.
As I sat with my elder daughter the other day, waiting for my row to be “dismissed” from a delightful performance of Anastasia Krupnik, I chatted with another homeschoolin’ mama about how absurd it felt to wait for dismissal. After