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How does your life change when your worth is no longer tied to approval or success? I love this question — and I don’t find it easy to answer. For years, I wanted to write a book. I wanted to create a journal. I wanted to expand my coaching work. What held me back wasn’t lack of ability or desire. It was caring too much about what others thought. Everything shifted when I realized I had a voice — and that there were people who could benefit from my experience. That understand

In the last two blogs, I shared about my free-spirit nature and my complicated relationship with the holidays. These are two of my shadow parts — the places where I once felt defective. One of them, the free spirit, I now truly love. The other — my resistance to the material side of the holidays — is still a work in progress. And that’s okay. Learning to love our shadow parts isn’t about becoming perfect for others. It’s about having compassion for ourselves as human beings.

What are you afraid will happen if you stop trying to control the outcome? Anyone who knows me well knows this: I am not a holiday person. The pressure of trying to make the holidays magical for everyone quite literally sends me into depression. I don’t know exactly when it started, but I do know that gift-giving has never been my love language. Add in growing up in a broken home — even one where my parents tried their best — and the holidays always felt heavy, confusing, and

For years, I believed that the purpose of my self-help journey was to fix myself. The more I read, studied, and talked with others, the more I began to realize something unexpected: I wasn’t broken. What I was really doing was remembering who I had always been. Re-membering myself. When I was younger, I had healthy instincts. I was observant. I watched the adults around me work through their own struggles, and I learned very quickly that love often came with conditions. I wan

Letting go is often described as a form of freedom. But for most of us, it doesn’t feel freeing at first—it feels terrifying. Because letting go doesn’t just mean releasing a person, a pattern, or a belief. It means letting go of the identity we built around survival. It means facing the quiet question underneath everything: Who am I without this struggle? For those of us shaped by fear, responsibility can feel like loss. Loss of connection. Loss of purpose. Loss of the role

My Story I hated substance abuse. I hated addiction. But if I’m honest, what I hated most wasn’t the substances themselves. It was the attachment—the way the addict clung to a persona they played. Someone unreachable. Someone evasive. Someone I couldn’t save. Instead of walking away, I tried to fix them. I became codependent without realizing it. I confused control with care. I believed that if I loved harder, showed up more, sacrificed enough of myself, I could turn them bac

The Power of Hate: My Story I hated substance abuse. I hated addiction. But if I’m being honest, what I hated most wasn’t the drugs or the alcohol. It was the attachment . The way the addict clung to a persona they played—someone unreachable, evasive, always just out of grasp. I watched someone I loved choose that version of themselves over and over again. And instead of walking away, I tried to fix them. I became codependent without realizing it. I mistook control for care.

Embracing Change and Growth This past year has been a transformative journey for me. I've learned so much about myself and the areas of my life that needed nurturing. I like to think my creative side is finally finding its voice. Last summer, I took a class on writing and publishing. It opened my eyes to possibilities I hadn’t considered before. Inspired by what I learned, I wrote and published my first book. It was less about being serious and more about enjoying the process

Have you ever felt like your mind just hits a wall? Like no matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to push past that invisible barrier? I’ve been there too. Those moments when ideas won’t flow, motivation dips, and everything feels stuck can be so frustrating. But here’s the good news - mental blocks aren’t permanent. They can be understood, managed, and most importantly, overcome. Today, I want to share some practical mental block solutions that have helped me and many othe

I am a dog person. I will always have one; if I'm perfectly honest, being more of an introvert, I enjoy being alone with my dog. Most mornings, I walk with her and our other dog, which we have been caring for for a few months. Their personalities are very different. My dog, Bella, is a black lab; she is 8 and more passive. In her younger days, she had a lot of energy, loved to play ball and swim, and is my best partner because we can hike, bike, and play together. She is go

All I can say is, I have been sitting at my desk and spending so much time in my head working on a vision I have for my business. I have...

As I continue on this journey of writing and building a new business, the daily doubts and negative self-talk continue to creep in. Even though I understand it is only my own EGO trying to keep me safe from ridicule and failure, I still battle within myself to keep pushing forward to success, whatever that may look like.

Grief, a heavy burden that each of us carries at some point in our lives, often feels like a weight dragging us down into darkness. However, within the depths of our sorrow and pain, there exists a hidden melody waiting to be discovered. In this blog post, we will delve into the journey of finding melody within grief, a path that leads to self-discovery, healing, and ultimately, a newfound sense of self-worth.

Why do we do that? Usually, we are burned out, overwhelmed or taking advice from the wrong people.

A view of what addiction can be. My view as a family member that was dealing with addiction.

We grieve more than the loss of a loved one. We grieve when our expectations aren't met and when we are attached to ideas or beliefs.

Chaos is a normal part of life. So how do we handle it? How do we perceive it?

There are times when we all would like a little recognition. Being able to recognize our own worth is valuable.

It takes courage to walk to the edge of something you fear. It takes courage to take a leap of faith and accept the risk.

I had the opportunity to take a guided fly fishing trip recently. I have never fly-fished in my life. Although, as a little girl and fishing with my father, I tried to keep casting like the fly fisherman I had seen. It just looked fun! I said, "Sure, I'll go; it will be great. I like learning new things." He took me out in the yard and showed me a few things. I watched a few youtube videos, and we went out onto the Carson River and practiced about twice . I was enjoying my