I didn’t want to lose you, so I lost myself instead. As a recovering people pleaser, I’d have to say I lost myself many times in my life. I think we all want to fit in, be liked, and feel like we belong. However, many times that can come at the expense of our true soul’s expression. This doesn’t only happen in the form of personal relationships, it can also be professional. Not only have I held back my true personality to not ‘make waves’ in my personal ...

This poetic story was inspired by one of my seashells (you’ll see it in the video). One day I was feeling a bit off and stuck. I heard, “just go outside and play with your shells.” A funny request, but not knowing what else to do, I grabbed a box of my seashells and sat outside in the sunshine. Upon finding one with a hole, I sat with it for a bit, then felt the urge to hold it up to the sunlight. That’s when this story flowed through me. I hope you enjoy it!

This poem was inspired one morning when I awoke before the sun. I looked out the window and saw two bright stars, as well as the warm tones in the sky preceding the sun’s rising. I decided to await it’s arrival. The sun took it’s time, and ever so slowly the sky got a little brighter. I’d look to find my two stars, now moving up higher into the sky. They’d become a little harder to detect each time, but I could still find them there with their increasing ...

This poem was inspired by my healing journey from surgery. As my husband kissed me goodnight one night, and retired to our bedroom (our bed was still too high for me to crawl into), I’d lay in my little (low) bed reflecting on all the ways I’m blessed. Feeling deep love and appreciation for him and his care. The man who gets out of bed in the middle of the night to bring me socks for my cold feet. Helping me on and off the couch. Cooking. Cleaning. Taking care of the bills, the ...

For all my artist friends. This poem was inspired by a recent event. Excited to be writing again, I read two new poems to someone who usually cheers me on about my gift. The timing of my reading wasn’t the best, as they had other things on their mind, so the reaction I was seeking wasn’t available. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a bad reaction at all. It just wasn’t their usual ‘and the crowd goes wild’ response I was ...

There’s a soft, little voice that whispers to your soul You must quiet your mind if it’s secrets you wish to know Every question that you have, you hold the answer within Just ask, then let go and patiently listen in The soft little voice will answer, it’s your intuition   We’ve been gifted with a great wisdom within us. The only problem is we’ve lost our connection with it. How? When we don’t take time to still ourselves and center, we can’t ...

It’s always Go, Go, GO! Never… slow, slow, slooooow. Get it ALL done, forget about fun. There’s no time to sleep! You’ve got deadlines to keep! But the truth is… We NEED rest. We function best with rest. It is a necessity, not a luxury. Recharge your batteries! Take time to BE. Rest your feet up on a palm tree. Sleep under it’s sweet canopy. Take a deep breath. Listen to the waves. Give your body the rest it craves! Don’t worry about your to do list. ...

The old adage goes: You never know unless you ask. So, why don’t we? For me the fears are either: A: I’m imposing. Or B: I should already know the answer. Well, if we ‘assume’ these things, we miss out on an ocean of opportunity and knowledge. A while back I saw from social media posts that a New York Times Best Selling author of a book that I love, was in my town! Rather than sinking into old patterns of thinking ‘I’d be imposing to reach out and ask ...

The old adage goes: “Everything happens for a reason.” Now, mind you I am usually quite in tune with this philosophy. Most of the time I am fully aware there is a bigger picture I cannot see, to be patient and trust the truth there is indeed a reason, no matter how illogical it may seem at the time. I’m even there to remind others of this fascinating fact when they are in a frenzy. However, I am human, and I do have the occasional ‘amnesia’ to this ...

I work. I work with my clients. I work with my students. I work on my business. I work on myself. I work to be better at all I do, all I am and all I offer. I work with mentors. One day my mentor said ‘you’re doing great… now go play!’ Yes! I thought. Play. I’ve been working hard. I deserve to play. I’m going to play! In that excited moment I looked around and paused. Perplexed, I asked myself: ‘HOW do I play?’ My goodness, has it ...