We live in a world with images of the woman next door, her home, her kingdom, her power. Branding, lighting, taglines, followings, messages...tools to promote that can also enslave. We have filters at our fingertips. Truthfully, people can present themselves any way they want in our digital age. In fact, the pursuit of promotion in… Continue reading Glossy or Matte?
Where we choose to turn our heart slowly makes us what we are... This was what I wrote on Facebook February 8, 2011. What a precursor to the life that was coming like a freight train. At almost 36, I was six months pregnant with my first LONG awaited child. In the next 8 months,… Continue reading the slow turn
Nope--not gonna get political, however, I am going to get personal. There are an amazing amount of moving parts in our lives. Mixed with an inordinate amount of information coming our way, and the more we know, the more we can be paralyzed in the execution. We can feel like we "should" be doing more… Continue reading Your personal state of the union
I have big teeth, and I cannot lie. This is a fact. They attract green leafy food. I could try to defend against it by not showing my teeth--painfully keeping my mouth closed while at dinner with friends or in the company of strangers. There's a problem, though. My mouth was made to smile, to… Continue reading Do I have food in my teeth?
When you feel remembered--when someone acknowledges and leans in, it is so powerful. You feel seen and heard and chosen. There's nothing more deflating than having to introduce yourself to a person for the 49th time, and they have no clue who you are. It feels empty. That's why I love to connect with people--we… Continue reading Forget Me Not
At dinner the other night, my youngest said "Grown-ups know everything." Then, the seven year old chimed with..."No way, they only know about some things." I laughed to myself, and I remembered having that unbridled confidence in grown-ups. I think of all the adults I grew up around and that I considered any age of… Continue reading Clueless
I've always had pretty good direction--I see maps in my head. I like to get my bearings and understand where I am in order to navigate where I am going. I get the shakes when I am just following a crowd. My husband will tell you that I am all about backroads and finding the… Continue reading Where the heck am I going?