Thank you so much for your comments and congratulations on the big news I shared in my last missive! I was – and am – touched. I felt the nudge to send this one today, just in case there is someone reading this who is going through something really hard that does not seem to make any sense at all. If that’s you – honey, I see you. I salute you. And I want you to know that you’re not alone. I’m right there with you. …
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The thing I try hard to prevent happened again. Someone asked me, “Do you ever have a bad day? You’re so upbeat and positive as a coach. I just wonder … do you ever get really down?” “Yes, of course!” I said. If you’ve read my new book You Don’t Owe Anyone, then you know that anxiety and depression and I go way back. True, I’m proud of how I show up for my readers and coaching clients … and, I have dark days. It’s part of my job to be honest about that. Yet the person who asked follows...
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Have you ever had one of those “big-deal” dreams in which you just KNOW that God, the Universe, your higher self, is trying to get a message to you? For a little while last week, I was in a bad place. Partly it was past trauma coming out to play, and partly it was energetic debt. After the high of the You Don’t Owe Anyone book launch, I spent many hours recording the audio book. Recording the book was well worth it, and I cannot wait to share it with you! The audio book is available for preorder now and...
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If you’ve already read my new book, You Don’t Owe Anyone, then you know that I’ve dreamed of becoming a published author ever since I was six years old. When my first grade teacher helped our class make our own hardcover books, I was hooked. She told us that authors were people whose job it was to make books. I thought that nothing could be cooler than that. (My first book, age 6) (My new book, age 35) Fast-forward about 30 years. After decades of diligent reading, writing, and study, that original dream has come true today. You Don’t Owe...
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I’m writing to you from snowy, icy Alabama; it sounds odd just to see those words together, doesn’t it? Our state is not equipped for these conditions. Our kids don’t have snow pants, and our towns don’t have plows. As such, my plans for the week have been upended, and I’ve spent most of the last three days with our 19 month old toddler, who thinks that putting my underwear on her head is a great use of time. So, my perspective might be a little wacky. But go with me for a minute here. I’ve been thinking about the...
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