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Mood of lightness and imperfection…

We had some of the best years as a young family in and around Guadalajara in Mexico.

We helped Nolan (3.5 or 4) get into his car seat one day en route to the airport to visit the ruins at Teotihuacán and realized only at the airport that he wasn’t wearing shoes. 

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I saw these pictures a few weeks ago and the laughter was the kind that made me tear up immediately (not all photos are of our trip to Teotihuacán, some here are of other times in Mexico). 

I went over to Josh and Nolan and showed them last night and they enjoyed the memory, too, with Josh saying, “oh yes, that’s when we bought Nolan nurse shoes.” 

Now, I’m showing you. 

Let some light in and show your imperfections 😉 

You’ll connect deeper with people that way, some of the most important people being the kids you forgot to put shoes on oh so many years ago…

😘👟🧑‍⚕️

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The last photo is after I jumped into a pool fully clothed while at a birthday party outside Guadalajara, thinking Nolan’s pool floaties weren’t floating when in reality, he and the floaties were just fine. 😉

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To the best of the rest of your life!

Life is good.

Life Stories (Gooooodbye!)

Life Stories (Gooooodbye!)
With as much grace as possible, you may now lay your body (and your disempowering life stories) in the final resting pose of śavāsana. 

🥱💪🏽🎆

Say goooodbye and thank you to 2021! What are you laying to rest from this last year??

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To the best of the rest of your life!

Life is good.

What 11 Days Taught Me

What 11 Days Taught Me

I recently spent a glorious 11 days on my own, in and around the city I live, while one husband and one son traveled overseas on a guys trip. 

I loved every SINGLE minute of living the intentional 11 days (both personally & professionally, I only did what was a hell yes and I made time for retreat and spontaneity, my lifeblood). 

While they devoured time, I did, too.

What 11 Days Taught Me

To me “higher love” back when I first heard the song with my Mom in the late 80s was about finding a boy and keeping him (boy crazyyyy ;-)…

Though I saw my Mom protect time for herself and I so felt her individuality, I still thought of a boy completing me (hinting at a more “complete” happiness?). 

Now, yesterday, today and for some time now, I know that this “higher love” is about something more elusive that society doesn’t teach us ~ it’s about enjoying who we are, with or without company or a wedding ring (a ring I have consciously decided not to wear beginning eight months ago ~ it had felt like a symbol more for society than for myself, plus I belong to me plus plus our relationship needs not a ring to be a healthy or whole one)…

It’s about taking care of ourselves in a new, more honest way, again, even though the thing that society *does* teach us is to forgo that impulse and self-grounding and, instead, feed everyone else’s needs or expectations of us as a woman, partner or mother. 

Steve Winwood wrote it & James Mcmorrow sings it (partial lyrics below):

🎶”Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above
Without it, life is wasted time
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
Bring me a higher love
I will wait for it
I’m not too late for it
I could light the night up with my soul on fire
I could make the sun shine from pure desire
Let me feel the love come over me
Let me feel how strong it can be…”. 🎶

What 11 Days Taught Me

We can not love others without self love.

True love you can keep is you and me, ladies, W I T H ourselves, truly w i t h ourselves ~ when we’re doing this, the diamond 💍 within sparkles most bright. 

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To the best of the rest of your life!

Life is good.

Check Your Mood At The Door

Check Your Mood At The Door

Check Your Mood At The Door

I’m thankful Monday through Sunday for this lived truth: grief turns into gratitude (it IS gratitude).

The journey of grief is, in fact, feeling an over abundance, the kind that spills out through your eyes, of gratitude for having had them in the first place.

Thank you Mom and Dino and my new connection to you, for teaching me so much over the last eight years, all of which has brought me even more fulfillment, wild joy, creation, silence, play and connection to what’s most important ~ healing, people and self agency.

Everything the dance…my work, family life, reflection time, adventure and travel time is all about.

Though no one would ever wish for the path of sadness (like Nolan told me at eight or nine years old, “I would rather have many smaller moments of sadness in life than many big ones”), it is a path we all walk at some point, so to all currently setting out or continuing on this path, I say, remember that sadness only exists because of love; of having had or felt great love.

Remember, too, that the sun, whether you see it or not, will be there to greet you each day (get out into it that day more) and the moon will be there to help ease you into the night (close those eyes).

When you feel no one else has got you, nature has got you.

Grief turns into gratitude.

It is gratitude.

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

To the best of the rest of your life!

Life is good.