The Blog

The way I mother… was not modeled to me as a child. The way I relate to my husband… was not modeled to me.

An invitation into Creative Choice.

— thinking you’re in mastery of something because you intellectually grasp a concept of it.

Not because I don’t feel your pain or fear, not because I don’t “get” it or am not trauma informed.

Unclear if babies would survive. Concern for mom’s safety too. Husband holding down the fort like a champ.

Long before entrepreneurship, the version of me who learned how to snowboard at 19 then 3 weeks later moved to Colorado and joined a snowboard team…

The Who beats The How every time.

One of my fave parts about him is how many wild lives he’s lived

if you’re stressed, depleted, drained, unhappy, lonely, misaligned as you generate them.

…and I don’t want to be.