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Give yourself or someone you love a Haven Writing Retreat for the holidays! My next one is March 19-243, 2025 and it's filling fast. Click here for the other 2025 dates, more info, and to book an introductory call with me! Does an online writing community and...
This is a three part, three week, series about how to become aware of the negative self-talk we all have on some level, and how to replace it with a kind, loving inner voice, all inspired by the plot twists of travel. Part I: In which I describe this voice, and give...
I’m bringing back this essay that I wrote six years ago when I was in the throes of impending empty nest. Every time I read it, I weep and awaken… Especially this time of year. May it land in your heart. Nothing that I planned for this Christmas season happened. And...
Featured in Huffington Post and Thrive Global No one really knows what to say to someone when their loved one dies. You can say, “You’re in my thoughts and prayers,” and maybe that’s true. Maybe you actually know what to think or pray on that person’s behalf. ...
Well, Thanksgiving is almost here and many of us fear the gravy. Fear NOT! You don't need flour. You don't need to reduce anything. And for heaven's sake, you don't need some powdered packet from the grocery store. I have been playing around with my gravy for...
***Still a few rare spots left on my October 24-27 Haven Writing Retreat! To book an intro call, go here. As seen on Maria Shriver’s Sunday Paper Montanans like to say, “You won’t know that a mountain lion’s stalking you until you feel its teeth on the back of your...
It’s been two years since I’ve led my Haven Writing Retreats live in Montana and this month I led two back-to-back. I was deliriously happy. I sort of expected that happiness, but not to be so totally stunned by how hungry I was to gather again and in this profound...
I hope you are all having a wonderful summer. Around here, people are going out in public and gathering in large groups again. Re-entry is an intense experience after the last year and a half of social distancing, sheltering in place, not being able to see people's...
“Maybe I need to think about how good random acts of kindness feel and that there’s still the opportunity for them. Maybe I need to realize that just because we’re in a pandemic, there are still ways to connect with people in the most mundane yet human way. And that perhaps, just perhaps, I need to stop using the pandemic as an excuse to be a hermit.”
“Birds, especially migrating birds, are what we need to not just hope, but to understand movement and unity. When they pass over us, they are stitching us to another place on the globe.”
Even if the world still needs to stop in many many ways, we can be part of the living in a pandemic. We can move around in the world in our own social distanced way. We can move around in our homes wearing clothes and creating ritual and experiencing our space whatever it may be. Even a one room apartment has many invitations to live in it. Read a book in the sun rays beaming from your kitchen window. Eat a meal at your table with a Zoom companion who is doing the same. Put on some music and dance. Go out on the balcony and watch birds. See what they have to say about all this. And yes, get in your bed and rest. But don’t stay there.
Ask yourself: “What movement can I do today that will be fun, supportive, and loving toward myself?” Be curious about the answer.
Well…it’s been a motherf***er of a year. Many of us feel that we can’t complain about it unless we got Covid, lost someone we loved to it, or are on the health care front lines. But we have to talk about it. We have to. However we are affected by this global pandemic,...
Recently a new friend asked me what makes me happy. I talked for a while, trying to get at the truth of it and landed on: caring for others. It felt authentic. But then I woke up this morning and there was something in my gut that wanted to answer that question again...
I have never been more hyper-sensitive in my life than in these last six months. At first I was ashamed of it. All my life, people have told me “You’re so sensitive” and not as an observation. Rather, as a criticism. There’s a lot of shame around that feeling for me....