Lately, it has felt like it is just time to speak more openly and boldly about the deep pain I have experienced as I’ve tried to wade through outer masculine structures – the “traditions of the fathers” if you will – to get to my own...
I was waiting to share my thoughts on this until I felt like I had full context of this situation, and until I had worked out my own triggers around it. I suppose the pull to share my feelings on this won’t leave me alone because I’ve...
What would it feel like to “admit” your wants? What would it feel like to give yourself permission to want what you want and to change your mind whenever you want? We are “wanting machines” – as Abraham Hicks says. Wanting is holy;...
Warning and heads up, friends: This is a long post and it may trigger. No matter what our differences in beliefs, I STILL LOVE YOU. I was in my bathroom last Wednesday morning, listening to the newly-released episode Motherhood...
I am honored to have been asked to be a “posting participant” in the Virtual Book Tour for The Gift of Giving Life. When I first heard about The Gift of Giving Life: Rediscovering the Divine Nature of Pregnancy and Birth, I brushed...
This time of year, our souls beg to be examined, nurtured and validated. In essence, fed. In 2006, I crafted my first version of Permission to Shine (which at that time was subtitled, The Art of Being Beautiful) with a burning in my heart to...
This picture displays beautifully why I should trust in the wild, sweet and unknown future of my 14 year-old daughter. Why I should place my confidence in such a beautiful “free spirit” She who seems unable to be tamed. She who won’t...
This was no ordinary adoption. The phrase ordinary adoption, in and of itself, is an oxymoron (what adoption is ordinary?) but this story our story really is a rare and precious miracle. The miracle did not lie just in receiving a new baby,...
I saw Kung Fu Panda 2 with my family over the weekend. It was crazy and cute … I loved the emphasis on finding inner peace and its tie-in to self realization. Jeff and I have pretty much decided that if our children (now in their tweens...
