How I Was Finally Able To Relax At The End Of The Day

For a long while, the end of the day would come, but I wouldn’t be able to relax. The boys would be down for the night, the kitchen clean, the house neat. I’d sit on the couch to watch TV or read, and my foot would start tap-tap-tapping away, antsy, like there was something else I should be doing. Sometimes I’d log back into my work VPN and answer emails, but the niggle stayed with …

My Daily Personal and Family Gratitude Practices (That Are Game Changers!)

Happy 2019! As you are diving into creating your best year ever, I want to share with you something that has been significant in my own life: A regular gratitude practice. I absolutely love this past November’s holiday of Thanksgiving (especially the pumpkin pie!) but for me, really, Thanksgiving is something I celebrate every single day of my life. There are a few different ways that I practice gratitude daily. I have a gratitude journal …

Investing In ME And Celebrating YOU!

One year ago today I had a call with Gemma, a member of my Business and Mindset Coach’s team, and signed up for a program to brand and expand my coaching business. My trip to India earlier that summer had lit a fire in me that was ready to burn, and I knew her coaching program could get me to where my heart and all the signs that were flashing in my face were telling …

It’s How We Show Up That Matters

Last Friday: 6:15am Conference calls with Europe. 11:00am Impromptu yoga sweat sesh in my office since I won’t be able to break away later in the afternoon for class at the studio as planned. 12noon Answer a call from my husband informing me our 2-year-old has strep throat. He’s now with Grandma and on antibiotics. Thank goodness for my village. 12:30pm Back to work. 3:30pm Donuts with Dads at 4-year-old’s preschool. I get to be …

On The Other Side Of Fear Is… Swimming!

Ms. Kimmy comes to our house every Wednesday morning to teach the boys how to swim. They scream and cry their way through the 30-minute lesson while I hold back tears (sometimes without success). It’s painful to see my children, who I’d give my own life for, experience so much fear and resistance: quivering lips, shaking arms, anxiety poops, fingers that reach out and grip the closest adult, eyes searching our home for mom, dad, …