This morning started early for me. I was asleep in the bunk room with the windows OPEN. I kept hearing this sound that, in my asleep state, sounded like a busted wagon rolling past my window. It was 2am. After I woke up more from the noise, I thought we had raccoons at our garbage cans (that was the rolling metal sound). So I went into the kitchen to turn on our outdoor lights to scare them off. I went back to my room to peek out the window and realized it wasn't raccoon

If you know me or follow any of my other platforms, you know I've been on a bit of a journey to figure my life out. I have had to unlearn so many things in order to learn the things I really needed to know to find peace and joy. I think the hardest thing for me to learn was to trust my own inner guidance before I trusted anyone else. We seem to believe everyone is more qulified than us. MD's, Lawyers, Journalists, Philosophers, Influencers, they are so much smarter than u

Last Tuesday, I loaded my car by myself and headed to Phoenix, Arizona from Salt Lake City, Utah for an event with my publisher. Knowing the trip would take me nearly 11 hours, I purchased some books on Audible to occupy the time. I love to road trip and I was ready for some alone time in the car with a few of my favorite authors and speakers. I started with a book by Gabby Bernstein. Every time I'd stop for gas, I'd jot a few notes down of the things she said that stuck

My divorce happened 11 years ago. I had been married 14 years and had 3 boys when I became a single mom at the age of 34. My biggest fear was, "What is this going to do to my kids?" My parents are still married and happy. I had a wonderful childhood and I just expected I would give my children that same experience. That didn't happen. The last decade of my personal life has been a (pardon my french) shit show of failed businesses, jobs and relationships. On the outside,

What changed my mind? Lots of things…hard things. To understand what changed my mind, you need to understand how life began for me. It’s not a sad story, at all. In fact, it’s a happy, loving, fairy tale sort of story. I was fortunate to have been born into a big, successful, happy family. I grew up in Southern, California. My father worked at Warner Bros. as an associate producer for television and film. He grew up in a family of entertainers. My grandmother and her sisters

Spiders. I do NOT love spiders. I'm the girl who, when there's a spider in the house, will take a wad of toilette paper bigger than my head and will run squirming and screaming to the toilet to flush it before it gets me. ON the docs I noticed tons of spiderwebs...all filled with the remains of gnats and mosquitos. I had one of those moments where I felt grateful for spiders and their role on this planet. We are still not friends...but I can see the good in these terrifyi