My favorite half hour as a young teen was watching old reruns of "Who's Line Is It Anyway?" The host's opening always made me smile:...

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There's a rhythm to our lives that we often fail to notice until it threatens to pull us under. For years, I lived at the mercy of my...

I've been thinking about permission lately. Not the kind we seek from others, but the kind we grant ourselves—often reluctantly, if at...

There's a sacred space between knowing something in your bones and bringing that knowing to life. A tender pause where truth hovers,...

I'm better than you. It disgusts me to write those words, to let them take shape in my mind, to see them staring back at me - harsh and...

There's a moment when you're standing in the center of Magic Kingdom, twilight painting the sky in watercolor hues, castle lights...

I've been wrestling with something lately – a deep, hidden resistance that's been holding me back in my professional evolution. My AI...

Last week, nestled in the verdant embrace of Hocking Hills, I gathered with five of my most trusted confidants for a retreat that would...

There's something profoundly moving about being truly seen. Not just the surface we present to the world, but the deeper currents beneath...

In my journal this morning I wrote, " I don't know how to love myself & be on my path, while also loving and supporting the people,...

We made a decision to manage our business profit centers separately this year. That means I have three (soon to be four... oh wait, five)...

I've struggled with disordered eating since I was 14. I've been too big since birth, but 14 was when it was no longer "baby weight" or...

Today would be my dad's 87th birthday. In my journal, I wrote down four to-dos. Meditate Rest Plan Honor Dad We lost him to suicide in...

We had a nanny for a short time after I had my first child. She was a godsend and incredibly wise. I'll never forget what she said to me...

I am a sprinter. I like to go fast and really hard. I am also a perfectionist. I could call myself an iterator, and when I’m healthy...