The Book I Made…

In the middle of April 2020, I said that if I came out of this reading as much as I once did *and* writing Nolan the book I had thought about for a long, long time, it would have been a worthwhile season…

I have made time for more reading and Josh and I also wrote the book pictured here — 

We wrote it in ‘She Said, He Said’ format, each of us finishing what the other had started inside each new chapter and gave it to Nolan on his 15th birthday while in a motorhome in Utah in July.

The chapters:
1) Why We Write This for Your 15th Birthday
2) Bucket List/Explore the World
3) Creativity
4) Romantic Relationships
5) Hard Times
6) Good, Old-Fashioned Advice
7) Doing the Work 
8) Closing Thoughts As You Turn 15

It didn’t just feel like time well-spent, it was exactly that.

🎉🧑🏻✍🏼

What would YOU like create or begin to birth during this time? 

(He told us a few nights ago he’s on Chapter Three — going slow in anticipation for Chapter Four or are they just slowww topics? ; )

Let’s make happiness your business by creating your authentic brand…

To the best of the rest of your life. 

Life is good.

Routines, Responsibilities & Goals (Living Overseas)

Routines, Responsibilities & Goals (Living Overseas)

One of the things I loved most about living in Amsterdam and Guadalajara was being anonymous. 

In other words, how did I want to reinvent? What kind of life did I want to reset to? “Have it!” Life said, “it’s a new place and so, too, a new you if you want to take her…”

It took seven or so months of the experience inside the pandemic for my husband and I to finally really understand or remember that, truly, we have never had anything ‘tying us down’ and that we can do anything and go anywhere at any time (tragedy, grief and multiple job losses have taught us the act of the newly-decided, yet you forget).

It’s something we’ve always known, but the winding paths of routine and responsibilities and even what you might consider empowered personal goals are cheeky (goals, too, can turn into expectations, especially when the man or woman who originally chose them has outgrown them, but hasn’t had the time to check in long enough to realize it). 

Routine, responsibilities and goals can get you and keep you on the people mover of lots of doing without much of the being that helps you actually register that you are indeed ALIVE.

What is clear ~> our deep values don’t change, they only get louder a.k.a what you appreciate only appreciates (especially during challenge) —

And it’s this that I also appreciated about the Dutch and the people in Mexico — the value system for most of work to live, not live to work…you could feel it in every hello walking down the street (people had and *made* the time to talk to you in the neighborhood).

Cut to everything breaking lose in the world and country you live in WHILE also being given a reflective pause this grand for almost eight months (busy with work, but with much time for family time and reflection)…

…the shackles loosen, your mind, though at times challenged and tired, starts to think clearly, your heart starts to beat less fast (the go of car culture has about seized for many of us in LA, for example, which helps) and you begin to feel what the rhythm of your own drum IS and has always been.

The drum has ached for the warmth felt when you play it…

You hit it once, twice each morning, as if testing if you remember the practice of self-tuning, making a ritual of not just attempting to begin playing it first thing, but allowing it to play and guide *you* through the best of soon-to-be-lived dreams not just at night…

#lifequest
#thequestinme
#creativeheroine

Let’s make happiness your business by creating your authentic brand…

To the best of the rest of your life. 

Life is good.

Whose Helping To Carry Burdens

Whose Helping To Carry Burdens

For a long time I didn’t understand why acts of service was my love language and now I know that when a man helps you carry things (and with a genuine smile on his face like it’s his divine purpose to do exactly that), he’s actually helping to also carry any burdens you might be holding (I’ve come to understand over 22 years, there’s a direct correlation)…

I felt like a bird on a brand shoot a couple weeks ago. Hands free. Heart free. He’s free. 😉 (ha)

Love is always so stinking beautiful (we need to see more of it in action these days ~ any and all days!) and some of the time it looks something like this.

If you’re a hopeless romantic like me, check out the other social media posts on facebook under the #gratefulfornodistance hashtag. 

Let’s make happiness your business by creating your authentic brand…

To the best of the rest of your life. 

Life is good.

Men Who Protect The Protectors

I have always wanted him to feel safe and secure in my arms, in our house and inside our conversations. 

In an amazing turn of events, I now, too, feel secure in his arms and inside our connections.

To the loving men, the “I got you, I’ll protect you” men, the men who see and honor not just *their* women but all women and who, no matter if they’re 15 or 55, see part of their role as protector and nurturer of protectors and nurturers ;-), thank you!

Mamas of teenage or grown men, do you or did you feel this same way? What a treat! 

Let’s make happiness your business by creating your authentic brand…

To the best of the rest of your life. 

Life is Good!