This morning I got some news that rocked me. It felt like the death of a dream I've held for 25 years. It felt like a betrayal from somone I've known longer than anyone. And it hurt so desperately. I hid in my room and just bawled. It was the worst I've felt in a long time. Once you've practiced feeling good for a while...anything less seems unacceptable. I sat down with my pen and the notebooks I drag around with me everywhere. I started writing my prayer...my plea for help

This past week, someone made us dinner. The woman who made it is a master chef and the meal was because my family has been dealing with some difficult things this year. My father is sick. It's a type of blood cancer (not classified as a leukemia, but still a blood cancer). Life changes with that kind of news. The meal was so appreciated, but more than that...I could taste and feel the energy in the food. I could feel the love and time that went into it. This was a first

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