I’ve been so busy writing for others that I have failed this forum miserably! My last post – in January, yikes! – was a turning point for me. I found great solace on that snow day. I mentioned I was contemplating taking a walk and did indeed enjoy a snowy walk in my riverfront neighborhood.

Shortly after this post, and a moving Non-Violent Communication workshop and lots of insightful reading and talks with loved ones, I made the decision to leave my comfortable salary and go out on my own. It was an exciting, refreshing, scary and challenging decision all at once. And having an unexpected outpatient surgery the month I executed this decision threw me for one confusing loop. I made it work. During recovery, I took on last-minute writing assignments and wrote in bed. That’s when I knew I could make it.

Since April, I’ve been writing, editing, social media managing & more for publications, businesses and individuals. Life after reporting to a specific office every day has been an adjustment and time management balancing act. Not having to ask for permission to take off a few days from work for a trip has been nice. Now I can just work anywhere. My most recent boss was very understanding and flexible, however, so that was never a big issue. I was lucky and am very thankful for that job and my other places of employment, which, unbeknownst to me, were grooming me all along for this current journey.

It’s an ever-changing one and there’s never a dull moment. Just how I like it. I’m running with it and couldn’t be happier.

Yogi tea musings

It’s a snow day here. Quiet around the neighborhood, except for yells from kids playing in the snow.

Yogi Tea quote says, “Let things come to you.”

A simple saying, but harder to really practice. We spend so much energy trying to get the answer, figure everything out, and we become so anxious in the process forgetting to just be in the present moment.

Nice reminder, Yogi Tea. Today, my intention is to not fret over the outcome of things. I’m going to simply be and do and see what shows up. Maybe even take a stroll through the crunchy snow before the sun does its thing.

Happy New Year!




These three words are sticking with me. I started reading a book last night about learning to accept yourself, flaws and all, and embracing them rather than shaming yourself.

Wow. How many times do you do something and then beat yourself up with thoughts like, “Why am I such an idiot?” “Why did I do that? I know better!”

On a journey to embrace wholeheartedness with those three big concepts at the core, I look forward to seeing where this book takes me. And other books. I really want to read more this year.

I don’t have any major resolutions this year and just want to continue striving to be the best version of me.

I am starting off the year back to a more clean diet sans wine and all. It’s time to get “clean” again!

Hope everyone had happy holidays with loved ones! Mom and I had the best time being with Mitch and Jessica in the Bay Area and discovering their new ‘hood in Oakland.



I hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving. Mine was a bit different this year, but we have much to be grateful for and I’m looking forward to a California Christmas in a few weeks. It’s hard to believe 2015 has almost run its course.

So much change has taken place this year, and I recall stating it would be a year of change on this forum. Living situations have changed, relationships have changed… Good and bad, it’s all about perception, right? We can’t always control outcomes, but we can control how we behave in response. One thing I’ve taken to heart this year is letting myself go through ugly emotions without judgment. I’ve found coming through to the other side is more manageable when I let myself cry, scream, laugh, yell – whatever the emotion may be – than when I try to be “strong” and keep it all penned up. It always comes out eventually.

One thing I’ve struggled with lately is gratitude. It’s so easy to focus on what we’re lacking and forget all the wonderful things right in front of us. A yucky cold has forced me to stay inside the past few days. I was moaning about being sick, but I think it’s just what I needed – solitude, time with my things and minimal exposure to all of the everyday distractions. The quiet time has me also working and reflecting on my home-based businesses. I’m grateful I have the patience and passion to continue working on building my publishing and Arbonne businesses. Especially during this season of consumer overload, I’m happy I can offer people personal service so they can find their loved ones something special.


How do you practice gratitude every day? (I could use some pointers! 🙂 )


Being a giver


Weeks ago I was asked to share my “Why” at our multi-region Arbonne monthly meeting. I started my Arbonne journey last year, you might recall. Love for the products led me to starting my own business with the 35-year-old Swiss-based skincare & nutrition company. (It’s like a “business in a box,” as one of my friends has said. You don’t have to stock up on inventory or pay rent for a brick and mortar store. Becoming an independent consultant costs less than $100 and you can start making money immediately with tools and distribution at your fingertips.) I’ve heard many leaders in the business say your Why continually changes as you change and grow, both personally and professionally. I full understand that now.

As I was thinking about what I wanted to share at the meeting, I realized my Why has changed. As I shared recently, my mom underwent surgery to attack the cancer she found out she had a few months ago. I recently celebrated a birthday, and I’m not usually one to get caught up on age, but this birthday hit me. Twenty years ago if you asked me where I’d be right now in my life, I think it would look a lot differently. I wouldn’t have been divorced by the time I was 30, and I wouldn’t be living in Arkansas (mostly because I didn’t live here at the time and it wasn’t on my radar). Basically, I thought I’d be headed down a more traditional path. My journey has led me elsewhere and I think about what I want and how I can be the best version of me now more than ever.

My family has given so much to me. Sometimes I feel guilty for how much they have helped me through the years. I’m tired of being the receiver. I want to be the giver and be a better person for my loved ones. I’ve been focused on personal growth for a while now, and I know I have a lot more to do. Just like learning, I think you can never stop evaluating and recognizing things in your life, triggers that evoke certain responses and everyday behaviors. How else can you know yourself, love yourself, and in turn, love others and allow them to love you?

I started writing this post the day after sharing my “Why” and hadn’t come back to finish it until recently when I stumbled upon this image.


As hard as that is to hear sometimes, it’s so true. No matter what has happened to you, how someone has wronged you or hurt you, you have to take personal responsibility in the matter. Falling into the victim trap can be so easy. It’s so easy to point the finger and blame others for loss and struggle in relationships, financial situations or whatever the case may be.

Every day, I try to remind myself I am not a victim. I take personal responsibility for where I am on my journey and for the situations, the things and the people in my life. I’m hopeful this truth will help me be a better giver as I work to serve others.

Vibrant life

This is for my mom as she’s undergoing surgery right now to remove cancer that, thankfully, was caught very early.


Daily Word • Friday, Oct. 9, 2015

“Vibrant – I am a vibrant expression of God.

My senses rejoice in the vivid colors of nature; in the warmth of the sun and the brisk breeze of dawn; in the scent of the ocean and the aroma of dinner; in the silence of darkness and the laughter of friends.

As I gently breathe in to these expressions of life, I am one with all of God’s magnificence. The teeming ocean and the brilliant sun thrill me. The wind on the mountaintops clears away any thoughts of limitation or separation lingering in my mind. I am alive with the energy of the Divine flowing in and through me.

In this Oneness, anything is possible. The power of God heals all my earthly wounds and reveals the way to begin anew. I am an unlimited, vibrant being, keenly aware of Spirit expressing as me.

I can do all things through him who strengthens me.—Philippians 4:13″
My mom sure is a vibrant expression in this life. Just last night, she was supposed to be letting us take care of HER, but she was hustling in the kitchen to make her delicious chicken and dumplings for US to have during HER recovery time. That’s just how she rolls. Probably has something to do with the fact that she loves her cooking the best, too 🙂
In the waiting room now and know that no matter what, she’ll continue being her vibrant, lively self. We may have to fill her Kindle with new historical fiction that she loves to keep her down and resting, but so be it.

Riding the journey

Well, hello, blog. It’s been way too long, but I need you. And I need to remember how I much I need you. This summer has given me many opportunities of merriment and laughter but also much change and reminders how precious our human lives are.

I’ve had the fortune to travel to new places and see family at the same time, while also enjoying music I love and familiar faces I’ve come to know through the years. At home, other issues have weighed on me – health and otherwise. The good news is the people directly affected are positive and not the worrying types, so that helps soothe this sometimes (OK, often) worry-wart.

When I moved out of my grandparents’ home in February so the family could have an estate sale and finally sell the property (nearly two years after my grandmother’s passing and 10 years after my grandfather’s), I didn’t think losing that family place would affect me in such a way. But when I learned that the new owners had torn down the house, my heart sank. This was my childhood haven, the place Pa-Pa played “Hotel for the Rich and Famous” with me, the place my brother and I chased each other around and around, causing the silver tea set to rattle and my grandmother to chase us around with that pink acrylic brush, the place Jean-Jean made me the best BLT’s ever prepared, the place we marveled at Pa-Pa’s themed Christmas trees year after year and the place I learned how to fold my napkin and which fork to use for my salad. “If these walls could talk,” we’d often say on many a night gathered in the TV room – the room that still had its collection of decor through the decades when we cleaned out the attic. Ah, what a sweet little place “2614” was.

That’s just it. It “was.” Now it’s time for a new family to make memories on that deep-set property. Maybe I’ll like it better in the long that they tore down the familiar structure – poetically preserving our family’s memories in the ground with it. And thankfully, I have many pictures, forever capturing those moments in time.

September tends to bring out the reflective nature in me. As summer transitions to fall, I always feel a rebirth occurring around me. People are winding down from their vacationing summers and reuniting over cozy nights by the fire and football festivities. This month being my birthday month has something to do with it, too, I’m sure. It’s a chance for me to start a new year, reflecting on what got me here and where I’ll go next.

Things aren’t perfect, but nothing is, right? Part of the beauty on our individual journeys – “beauty is truth, truth beauty …” I have estranged relationships, things I wish I knew how to change – personally and around the world – and places I’d often rather be. But I’m growing every day as an entrepreneur, finding my niche and molding lasting relationships that support and lift me up to where I need and want to be. I’m grateful. And I have a shiny new road bike to break in. Better get to riding on my ever-changing journey.11903802_10153477862829435_4168343110623377182_n

Vision it

I finally got around to making a vision board! I started it with some friends earlier in the week and completed it today. I simply went with my gut (after all, much of our serotonin – the hormone that makes us happy – resides in our gut. The gut is a good thing to listen to) and cut out images and words that spoke to me.



Travel. Freedom. Opportunity. Harmony. Love. Water. Mountains. Meadows. Light. Living. Doing. Being. Pretty cool how our intuition reveals itself.