Yoda truly was right, “Do or do not, there is no try.”


There is only doing. The idea of trying gives your subconscious room for doubt that will create failure. The thing about doing is despite what the outcome is you will achieve something, it may not be what you originally planned; in fact, it could be ten times better!!! In doing, something will have been accomplished.

No more new year resolutions(trying)…it’s time for new years revolutions(doing)!! Real change, not tawdry weak promises ventured in vanity,  are real choices made in reality will be not only attainable but kinder to your self, body, mind and spirit.  When we want to make these sweeping changes in our lives, how often do we make some fantasy goal that seems easy in media?

Just because you cut out sugar and exercise three times a week doesn’t mean you will lose fifty pounds in a month.  Just because you sign up for a dating service doesn’t mean you will have a wedding in a year.  Just because you buy a book on how to knit will mean you will be gifting magnificent sweaters next Christmas.  What I notice with folks and their hopes  trying to change is they forget to factor in …reality.

Reality tends to provide a different timeline to our goals than what we truly desire…that is where stuff gets tricky and since we didn’t factor more time with reality we give up. Basically, we tell ourselves that our hopes and goals are not as important as the effort.  In fact, using the term goal dictates a finite point, that after a set of skills are completed the reward is given and that’s it.  Resolutions fail inevitably because we are only focused on that finite point in time.  Just because Tom Hanks won an Oscar didn’t mean he quit performing… if the Oscar was his only goal he could have quit; lucky for us he continued on (who doesn’t LOVE Toy Story??)

We have all done this, told ourselves that our success, happiness or change only lies in a fixed moment of time. After I pay off this mortgage I’ll blah blah blah, when I lose 80 pounds I’ll blah blah blah, after my children move out I’ll blah blah blah. People!!! All that blah blah blah, can happen now! All that qualifying for change, is possible now. All those excuses lie in trying. All those excuses lie in a linear existence meaning trying this will equal that but in a doing existence, it’s way more open as doing brings in more possibilities that you could ever hope for, doing this created that,that and that.

Say you want to be healthier so you decide to do a new exercise regimen that involves low impact weight lifting and yoga. You decide that no matter what, you will adhere to the schedule you have made and go from there. Success!!! The year was a success because you did what you set out to do; there were days you had to get up earlier to make your workout, you followed your original plan and you achieved more than you had originally planned. In doing your original plan you unknowingly accomplished better time management, better self-awareness/kindness and meals became healthier. In doing, we achieve far more than we originally plan and we invite infinite possibilities into our lives.

Revolutions are in the maintenance.  Making a shift in behavior to produce a change, doesn’t mean a change for a period of time, true change(doing) comes in infinite moments and taking out the date on the calendar. I choose in every moment to stay true to myself and this change  so therefore I choose to eat greens instead of cupcakes or I choose to enjoy myself on dates despite the outcome or I choose to be fulfilled with what I already have.

In every moment I do, I choose, I give myself the benefit of the doubt  that I am worth being happy and successful.

YES! Let’s do that!

Choose your revolution! Choose yourself!

May you have an incredibly happy, successful New Year!!!



If you are interesting in having help planning your revolution, I can help!!! I help folks forgive, recover and be happy everyday! For more information, shoot me a message transignals@gmail.com or facebook.com/transitonsignals







The Universe is offering us many opportunities to break our own status quo right now.

Think about it, every year we come into the holidays either hoping they will be different or expecting the same old,same old; these behavior patterns are actually one and the same because they keep us wrapped up in external happiness. If all the single ladies don’t get a ring on their finger or the grumpy mcgrumperson who sees the same scenarios played out every year…the holidays may feel like a video on replay, that the outer world can actually MAKE us whole with stuff or relationships.(This is not true)
What we tend to miss  are the offerings of opportunities to change. That is the real reason for the season. The Universe gifts you with chances to change all year but more so now, why is that? The power that comes with this time of year in spending more time in actual darkness represents our own darkness.

The holidays are entrenched with the magic of the past. How many times do you hear others talking about how wonderful Christmas or Hanukkah was “back in the day” because this person was still alive or my dreams came true when I unwrapped the gift I so longed for.

If you truly want your status quo to change, you must seek out what is truly bothering you; whatever that is, face it, look at it, engage it in a way that you can tear that sorrow out of you.  Examine why the magic of the past is better than the magic of the present, because in reality by giving the past so much power over the holidays you won’t ever have another epic Christmas, because the past “wins”  over the present and future… there is no hope of battling your attitude. And that my friends is the key word: attitude.

In the book “A Christmas Carol” Ebenezer Scrooge is set in his ways but is forced to reexamine his beliefs about his past, the people and events that made him who he was. In his pain he realized where and why it contributed to the pain of others; in changing his perspective of the past he was able to help others who sorely needed it.  Changing his attitude and allowing magic to be in his present… his darkness became light.
So look into what is really bothering you about this time of year,  forgive those people, forgive you. Let go of the should have beens, the if onlys or the supposed tos;  in fact, are there gifts you have refused to share?

Yes, there can be sadness, but there is also brilliant joy. You can choose to release the painful parts just as you choose to hold onto them, you choose whether or not your days are merry and bright. Maybe your fear isn’t so  much about holding onto the pain but not knowing what will fill that hole.

It’s not about who left you behind, it’s about who is coming.

Maybe it’s Santa!!!!

Or maybe, the one you have been waiting for is you.


May you filled with tremendous peace & love this holiday season and as always I love you so!!



It’s been an eerie halloween season, many ghosts came up form the past and now that time being over, we get to look at it and process. Not all ghosts show up as spooky spectres, I am referring to ghosts from our own past and how in a week and a half, many ghosts from 1999 showed up in front of me and in one case literally at my own two feet.

October 30th was my wedding anniversary date, I am divorced but it would have been my 15th wedding anniversary. I don’t think much about my ex anymore but I still do love that wedding. It was a big huge fun splashy affair. I don’t focus much on the marriage but remember fondly the day. My sister is about to have her big splashy wedding in a few weeks, so part of my memories may be kicked up a bit for that reason but also, for some reason, 1999 keeps coming back.

My absolute favorite band, the Spoo Monkeys had a reunion show over the weekend. I spent quite a bit of my young adult life watching their shows, hanging out with the band members, they were my best firends, my youthful family, the group where my identity was formed and in some cases recorded word for word in the songs they wrote. If I ever need to remember something from 1995-2000, I play a disc.  Also, the Spoo Monkeys played at (no surprise) my wedding, I kept the video for many reasons but partly for the band and the people who have passed from that time.

My wedding dress surfaced last week too. Its a huge gorgeous dress that I must admit, I still love.  I had it out on the floor of my apartment marveling at it, how happy I had dreamt I would be while wearing this dress, how the sparkly tulle equaled my hopes for that marriage and the world. It was 1999, we as a country had not been subjected to the extreme of terrorism,  the economy was booming, as bubbly and hopeful as my wedding veil.

I have been given many gifts of 1999 this past week and a half, I have been thinking about what the meaning of that might be. Am I to remember what being purely sure the world was a gorgeous place was? It’s not that I am old and bitter, by no means but I do have those years of desperate poverty and while it is better now, I am not out of it yet.  Was I to be reminded of what it was like to be in a huge room of those near and dear? That music from that band that would unite me with many other souls seemingly looking for similar definitions of identity?  Or back to a time when I went out more …to shows or parties, conventions because I had not explored the world in my little Dayton, Ohio but now I tend to stick to my small town nearby.  Are any of these things worse or better?

What if it’s both?

What if it was only to show me AGAIN that people change, that I changed and  in the end the only thing that matters is our own happiness? Being kind is closer to our true self than being right. A great melody is best served with harmonies and killer lyrics; loving brilliant people comes with lessons. Seeing someone after many years …after possibly anger or strife and being able to look at them as they are now instead of the crud of the years gone by, seeing them with love and noticing they are happy and in a flash knowing the same about yourself…that is why tears fell down my face listening to my favorite band from 1999.

Maybe I need to forgive that idealistic 24 year old. It was the beginning of many years of unhappiness that led to other years of unhappiness sliding down into the murky volcano that erupted years ago… of which the forest of the now is sprouting hope and life from; the lava of the past is my foundation.

Maybe I need to love who I was.

Maybe I need to embrace my sparkly veil, just as those boys in that band needed to be reminded that they made a difference to crowds of people. Maybe I need to do the same.

To the member of the Spoo Monkeys, I thank you for doing that reunion show and reminding me of some of the wonder I have been missing.

1999, you are a wonderful part of me.


Blessings on you, friends!

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My Dad and I :)


When we have a tremendous amount of fear in our lives it’s difficult to feel any control…over the fear and our lives. We really get into trouble when we attempt to tackle both at the same time, thinking it’s a single problem. Control and fear are consistent bedfellows, that’s for sure but in order to handle them we must split them up; by doing so we render them powerless.
Control over our lives isn’t real. While we do control some aspects of it i.e. going to college, buying a car, we truly cannot control what comes at us.We desire control, we long for it thinking our lives would be exponentially better if we truly were in the driver’s seat. Ironically, once we give up control we have a far better chance of receiving the life we desire making the very need to control the culprit of our unhappiness. Allow yourself to feel good while releasing the hows and be grateful for what you have.
Fear on the other hand is just as powerful as the need to control but operates more in the chemical releases of our body. Your mind is so powerful it can bombard your body in hormones when you are afraid. Think about that statement, bombard your body in chemicals. So what is fear then? Chemicals. In my experience, deep breathing battles those reactions of chemicals. Those reactions/chemicals are guides to the real you.
Fear is the road map to faith in yourself.

Once we can accept our power over reactions we can learn objectivity in the face of our problems. Anything we fear can be overcome by accepting that 98% of those fears are created by ourselves and we can truly handle anything life throws at us by breathing and letting go of the need to control outcomes. We can be who we truly are by accepting our own brilliance in handling problems.

Give yourself the grace to accept there is no driver’s seat and how we feel about our worlds and lives is a matter of choice.

Isn’t it time to choose being happy?

Much love to you! Happy Halloween!


In some of my recent fall fun I was participating in an improv game at a show where I was playing the woman narrating and due to some clever comments made by me(playing her) such as “Doesn’t my butt look huge today!” landed me on the ground covered up by literally four firemen. They lay on top of me… it was a great moment and one I don’t regret being squished at all! :) So, you can choose to be just squished or squished by hot firemen. I will always go with the latter!



2012-10-27 15.03.12Fall is nearly here! I love the smells of the festivals, the crisp air, the taste of the warm cider and sweaters! My fella is so handsome in sweaters!

Fall is another good time of year to urge stuff in your life you no longer need. If something isn’t serving you anymore such as clutter in your home, relationships, that job, then why hold onto it all winter? It will be more difficult int eh winter to get it out of your life, so do it now and be free!

I was talking to a friend the other day the other day and she is going through a hard time. We have all been there, major changes that make us feel angry or less and no matter what we do to try and move on or fix the situation, we cannot move.

I was in the same situation in 2008.  I had a horrible break up just a few months before my ex showed up to work for me for a while.  I did everything I could to alleviate the rage, betrayal and sorrow that I was carrying. I spent over two grand in three months desperately trying to fix myself so I could at least be …less full of rage, betrayal and sorrow.  Nothing worked.  I had no choice but to be filled with rage,betrayal and sorrow.  I stayed that way for months..almost a whole year.

Sometimes, you just have to be miserable before you can move on.

Humans are amazing, we can create inner words in our minds of how things are supposed to be but that rarely matches with reality.  When the shoulds clash with the reality, that’s when rage,betrayal and sorrow show themselves inconveniently taking hold of us, sometimes for long periods of time. Sometimes we are rendered powerless against them forcing us to embrace these emotions.  The only way to part with them is to embrace them and accept they may be here a while.

When we have a life shattering event, like a break up, it’s no different in our minds than a death.  Both can be sudden, create chaos and change the course of someone’s life.  Yet we look to those who survive a death with more compassion than those in a brake up. Why?  Because death is permanent? Because death takes no fault? Because grief from death is more acceptable?  I don’t know about you, but break ups can be just as severe as death, they have just as much loss, permanence, confusion and tragedy. Sometimes break ups are worse, because you might get answers back to your questions but those answers don’t satisfy your pain.

So what do we do with this grief? Feel it. Embrace it. Stay with it till the bitter end, learn to live your life in coexistence.  Write out your pain in a journal.  Talk with supportive people, look for those that allow you to re-hash the same story over and over again. Find a support group or counselor. Sift through your shattered pieces to find the nuggets that you may re-build your life. Most importantly, have compassion for yourself, there is no logic in recovery, no answer to how long you will need, just accept that you will need to till you don’t.

What if someone you love is going through this? Be supportive in a way that doesn’t exacerbate their pain. Refrain from telling them how wrong they are for still feeling loss or asking why they are still upset or that other person isn’t worth this grief.  I’ll tell you from experience every time someone said that stuff to me it made me feel way worse. If you are presenting a grieving person with this list, look at yourself and see how you handled loss. If you are truly upset from someone else’s loss then maybe you are still dealing with your own and need to address your grief. Throwing our irritations at others for our own grief isn’t helping anyone.  So be very kind to them, allow them space to re-hash their pain as they need knowing that you were given the same compassion at one time(or will).  Help them release the past by listening only.

Self-care is the key to releasing the pain of loss, it can be the miracle that aids us even in the most dire of circumstances. Choosing a regimented hygiene schedule can be helpful such as flossing your teeth, painting nails, exercise, massages or special fancy body wash. Maybe a new pet from a shelter is a good idea, saving a life and having some companionship. Maybe it’s time to branch out into some new hobbies like knitting, coin collecting or board games.  Self-care is the way we bridge ourselves to the new version of us, by accomplishing simple inexpensive tasks we build our confidence in ourselves. That’s the key to recovery, learning to trust ourselves again while being okay with looking like we were hit by a train.

Give yourself the time you need to become what you are becoming. The crazy thing is, once you start becoming you never stop!

My wishes for you are true happiness, recovery from your pain and exquisite love!

Happy fall!


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It’s mid-August and the nights are beginning to cool off.  Schools are starting and most of us are beginning to put summer to bed.

So, what I am noticing a lot lately is things are feeling FUNNY.  They’re not bad or good, just kinda off.  What happens when stuff is off for a while? We too, become off.  We’ll notice it first more in others, saying things such as “What’s up with her? They are in a mood! Bitch much?”  I hate to break this to you but those “observations” are really about you. You are off. Something is up!!!

How do we know what “it” is??

First of all, these questions cannot be answered with a black and white answer; it’s bigger than hormone imbalance or sugar rush.

I’ll give you a hint: This always has to do with fear of failure and other folks giving us negative comments.   It’s staying the “safe”zone.  It’s staying with the stuff you are naturally good at because then you always seem successful. It’s not facing the fact that time is moving on and we are still listening to Duran Duran(which is totally acceptable as they are awesome, but there is more out there)

That’s right folks, THERE IS MORE OUT THERE!!!

For a lot of us, all we need to do is step out of our comfort zone, whatever that is.   Comfort zones aren’t always this plushy magical place like hanging out with Care Bears. I’m talking about the place you reside: the place where if you objectively looked at yourself you may find that:  You complain a lot, you say negative things to yourself and others in your head, you stay home too often because of lame excuses like traffic, you may only identify yourself through your illnesses(arthritis,asthma,allergies,etc) you keep yourself in a certain body weight because eating healthy and exercising are SO HARD,  you create a home that is more of a protection wall than living space,  you think happiness is only for other people, dating is too much effort for disappointment,  being comfortable is more important than being aware…

I could go on and on.

I am not saying any of those things are bad, they’re not; in certain times of our lives they are essential. The tricky part is when we stay in them for too long. Humans are creatures of movement and if we don’t move, we get stuck and then everything is “off” and we try to fix it with booze,sugar, sex or any other pleasurable things that may offer peace for a moment or two but does not address the issue.


What is the real issue?  Failure. Yep, I said it.

If I fail then I will be judged. If I make a decision..it could wrong.If I fail, I’ll never come back from it. If I fail, I won’t get what I want. If I fail, I’ll be a failure. If I don’t do it, then I won’t fail!!! If I fail it will be my fault!!!

Yes and no.

I taught improv theater for years and this is exactly what I told them. You will fail 80% of the time, you will; in fact, you need to get inside that failure, become friends with it, hold hands with it so when you do fail, you don’t care because in the next 20 seconds you have another chance of doing something else. Yes, 80% failure but, that 20% success will be sooooo good, that failure doesn’t even register. If there is any fault here it’s this: you were staring at the failure so long you missed the myriad of opportunities that flew by you… you were staring at yesterday’s failure.

Honestly, if you fail… nobody cares. They might in the beginning but they are just drawing attention to you because they have failed too. If you were wrong,so what? Are you pressing the big red button that releases all the nukes or are you choosing a cable package?  Seriously, most of what we feel we fail at …tend to be minor. What happens is all those small failures give our decision making abilities a beatin which makes our big decisions messy.

I want to tell you something, those decisions do not have to be messy, they do not have the punch we allow them, nope. We allow them some power over our identity, some mystical prophesy that only one way is the right way.  Our lives are just lives…no one way to live them. This is the Grace we all seek but miss somehow: if we make a choice that is wrong for us, we get to amend it and move towards what is positive for us.  There is no “one way” to live life, that’s a video game not life. Whatever failure or negativity we encounter is merely information to make a different choice.

That’s it. Grace is knowing that a different choice is out there for you; that you are forgiven for what ever you do as long as you are willing to forgive yourself.  Grace does not come seeking you, you have to come into yourself and you do so by releasing these severe consequences packed onto decisions over which apartment to rent.

Life is just life, we assign it positively or negatively and quite frankly all we must do is yell “NEXT!”  and watch our landscape change.

So get out of that comfort zone and give failure a chance to show you how comical life is.  Make mistakes, laugh them off and try on some different ideas; hit the buffet, try all the flavors and relax, it’s just life.

May you be blessed!

So much love to you!!!



PS Humor

Something to remember, life is hilarious. Part of the reason I miss my grandmother is because she always yelled at me when I was giggling too much for her at funerals.  Part of the reason I love texting is because I can text ridiculous words or phrases to my friends and I do, often. Part of the reason I enjoy myself so much is because I look for the most ridiculous part of of every experience I am in, because, wisdom is usually in the humor of life.  Part of the reason decisions are not so scary for me is because  when weighing decisions I always tack on some outrageous possibilities… which sometimes come true. Humor and joy allow us to expand our horizons, so every time I am feeling the failure hit, I look at it as a comedy of errors and I laugh at myself.   Everything always works out…so we may as well giggle through it. <3

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Ah!!! The summer’s bounty is upon us! The peaches are sensual, the corn is coming in and the tomatoes… OMG!!! Lammas, or the first harvest of the year drenches us in yummy foods. AN excellent time to look where in your life to be grateful…for all the lessons you have bought with you.

So in ancient Greek myth, Athena was the goddess of wisdom and defensive warfare, she wore a breastplate called the Aegis which was at one point the shield of her father, Zeus who was king of the gods. Athena’s mother was Metis(Wisdom) and made Zeus make the unbreakable oath for a request, which he did. Unfortunately the request was that Zeus show the mortal Metis his true god-form and in doing so burned Metis up like a marshmallow at a campfire; before she was completely consumed by flame, Zeus took the unborn child she was carrying and swallowed it.  Later on Zeus got a horrible headache and the god Haephestus took a giant hammer to Zeus’ head and out popped Athena in full armor. That’s quite a headache!

Zeus gave his daughter his unbreakable sheild, the Aegis, which she made into a breastplate. All of the art depicting Athena has her wearing this shield, a symbol of her father and her status as a goddess of defensive warfare.


I liken AAthena_Euenorthena’s Aegis breastplate to the pain we humans wear to protect ourselves. Have you ever had something so awful happen to you that once you”recovered” from it you wore it as a protection so you would never again feel such pain.  Or it could be a condition in which you suffer that has become identity because everytime we say I have… arthritis or kidney problems or fibromyalgia whatever..that affliction is cemented even more into being you.  Or your Aegis could be something you actually got from a parent via an abusive childhood or “they didn’t love me right” syndrome. Your Aegis could be a death, break-up or the one that got away.

Whatever your pain was that became your shield, I’d suggest considering that maybe sure, that shield protects you from the harm of the world but the tricky part is …it’s also blocking the positive of the world to you.

Your personal Aegis comes with a curse…. the very thing that defined you is preventing you from moving on, because we didn’t let go of the horrible event…no we put in ON OUR BODIES.  We embraced it, the negative and created a hard shell. Athena was the goddess of defensive warfare… she had the gift of defensive strategy; our personal Aegis is the same, creating a bargaining cycle that keeps us tethered to the past event.

Listen, I’m not saying that whatever helped folks get through a hard change in their life is bad…not at all.  I’m suggesting that maybe we have a hard time moving on when we wear our pain so profoundly…we use it as a way to refuse joy in our lives; we don’t let go of the past or accept that a disease is just that, a way our body functions instead of identity.

Underneath all that protection, might be a person who has shifted and changed.

SO my challenge to you is to pull of your armor and see what is truly there. See what is now. I am willing to bet that you’re probably not as upset as you think you should be…sometimes we know in our minds we should be hurt, instead of actually investigating the reality of the emotional landscape. What does that mean?  Just because we think we should still be hurt doesn’t mean we are…or by that same rationale sometimes stuff we think shouldn’t bother us does. So, maybe take your armor off and see what is there. There is nothing to be afraid of, it’s just you, but you may notice some holes in your underwear and that’s okay; realize the miracle of you, you have survived so much and now you can put that armor in the attic and be yourself.

You may laugh at me as to how simple that sounds..I’m tellin ya, if you can look at yourself with kindness and maybe even a little humor..that’s right I said humor, the pain may show you that it isn’t what you thought it was.  Look at that statement “what you thought it was”  does not mean it is in your current existence. Yes, our pain can be part of us…but it doesn’t have to be the driver of the car.  Just put that pain in the trunk with the camp chairs!!

You may be commenting “but…but…but my pain matters! I was hurt!”  Of course you were hurt and that sucks but pain only continuing to matter if we allow it so.  Do you have something in your past that is slightly embarrassing that maybe happened when you were 22 and not a clue in the world? A story you tell at parties? File that pain there… it’s still in storage but goes with all the other High-larious shenanigans of our youth.  In that place, when we were funny accidentally is where we heal our pain. Joy and love heal our pain, especially the happiness of youth so take that 22 year old that stayed up way too late, laughed so hard and lived like life would go on forever…take that part of you and hug that pain.  Have that part of you fill that pain with the wonder of the world, the great music you listened to, the kisses, the parties and the perfect moments that came with just being so alive…and see what happens to that pain. It will soften and just exist without needing you to wear it like armor.

Your Aegis isn’t necessary anymore.

Which means…you can go shopping for some sweet new threads!!!! Yay!

I hope the first harvest finds you deliciously happy…. and if you aren’t…isn’t it time to be so??




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Happy Summer!!!

I do love the seasons! It’s the main reason I have stayed in the northern US; don’t get me wrong, the spice of Miami, FL is wonderful, New Orleans…yum! Austin, TX …YES!  In the end it comes down to my loving when I can see the change of the year in the trees.

So what is summer? Summer is the cooking time of year. We plant the seeds in the spring but the summer… we tend to our gardens, our psyches, our souls.  It’s a time for fun and joy with all the cook-outs, drive-ins and amusement parks…AND  a time of rumination. Thoughts of what is working in our lives(or not); the trees are showing us their splendor, are we able to to do the same?

Now you may say “I’m too busy having fun to think about my feelings!”  Now we all know I am all about the having fun, but I am all about having a clue about what we are feeling too. The magic of summer is lazying around, pondering our world; we see the changes in the kids as to what they are playing this year as opposed to last year. Summer offers us that delicious mystery, change happens right before our eyes and hopefully… we can see it, be grateful and cultivate it.

Summer has the ability to give us time in a standstill… We can have moments last forever, as the magic is all around us. The lightning bugs are flickering, the smell of lavender in the evening, a little fog creeping in; here in the earthy-ness we are relaxed enough to see our own magic.  In this slow pace we are able to see what is happening with us, with others, with everything.  Here we can see what needs to be tended to. Maybe we need to have a good honest look at our love life, finances, relationships with family, goals, diet, fitness level.   Definitely look at all those with a kind eye.

Summer is a time of simplicity. Who doesn’t love to sit in the yard and watch the world go by? Talk deep philosophy with your friends? Isn’t Summer when we clean out the garage?  I love a good garage purge because sometimes we find amazing treasures like a plastic bag full of sticks, empty boxes, that ceiling fan we have been looking for or something we have been holding onto for a neighbor for twelve years.  Isn’t it wonderful when we can release these “treasures” and have space? Looking into a more organised, clean space is amazing!

The same can be applied for our emotional selves.

Maybe it’s time to go deeper, into your roots of self and purge.  In this stillness we can look into our souls and whether or not we are fulfilling our purpose, maybe we need to find one or update it.  Maybe it’s time to actually focus or tend to our purpose discovering maybe we don’t care for ourselves as much as we need to, maybe we need to release the behaviors that no longer serve us.  Maybe a behavior is the same as that old empty box…it’s just sitting there taking up space and not helping anyone.

So purge. All this space you create in yourself is just like your garage, now there is an opening for more love and laughter to come in, new exciting friends & adventures or maybe just a space for you to be still and engage the magic of Summer. Who knows what your story will be?

Isn’t that amazing??


Tend to yourself… or what will you be harvesting in the fall?

Much love to you friend!








Maybe  you need is a little more Wonder Woman in your life.

I’m serious. If stuff isn’t working in your life, whatever it is, consider the following.


Maybe you need a Lasso of Truth. The Lasso, forged by  the god Hephaestus was unbreakable and whosoever was tied in it was compelled to tell the truth. Maybe it’s time for some real truth in your life, about your life. What is working, what isn’t?  Maybe it’t time to get a new job, sleep schedule, new friends, new attitude or a new home.

Maybe you need some star studded underoos to remember that you are made of stars; that less is more and you can kick-butt regardless of your attire.

Maybe you need her bracelets. These are no ordinary bracelets, they are made from a chunk of the Aegis, the impenetrable shield of Zeus that was made into a breastplate for the warrior-goddess Athena. You know what? These bracelets deflect EVERYTHING. Bullets, laser beams, axes, creepy monsters  were the norm but the bracelets  can also deflect other horrible weapons such as passive-agressivism, insults, cruelty, bullying, abuse…anything. You don’t have to take any of that, deflect it all!

Maybe you need her tiara.  Maybe you need to fling a razor sharp tiara to cut ropes off your friend’s hands. Maybe you need to remember that you are royalty and not let anyone treat you otherwise. Maybe a tiara is just the look for you.

Maybe you need her sword. Modern life has a lot of red tape, use that sword to cut through all that crap. Maybe you need a sword to cut through all the weight from the past: broken hearts, regrets,guilt, lost loves or bad decisions.  Cut all those away, they don’t serve you now so let them go.

Maybe you need her tactics. Diana came across some bad dudes called Hekantonkheires or hundred handed giants. The harder she fought the worse it seemed; at the moment when she was literally torn apart, she dealt with the head of the monster instead of all the hands. So if your life seems insurmountable, maybe it’s time to deal with the source of the problem instead of all the symptoms.

Maybe you need her attitude. Although Wonder Woman is an Amazon, she always sought a peaceful solution first. So maybe you need to look at yourself and the people in your life with more compassion and love. Maybe instead of getting angry with everything and everyone try to gain some perspective and seek peace.

That being said, maybe you do need to be the Amazon warrior and not take any shit; get in there and kick some butt. Maybe it’s time for an exercise regimen to help you feel more like a warrior.

Maybe you need her ability to love. Despite her warrior status, she not only  loves, she uses love as a beacon in her life. By following love, all of her actions are genuine in war or peace.  Maybe it’s time to make love your ultimate goal, not just in a relationship way. Broaden the idea: love people, animals, the environment, cartoons, whatever it takes. You will know when you get there.


So, look with truth,deflect any crap, remember how important you are, think tactfully, seek peace and kick butt. Most importantly, love yourself, your people, the animals and the planet; that’s what warriors do.

Isn’t time for you to be a warrior?






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I began running…well, jogging…well, walking and jogging about a month ago on the bike path. I used to run miles a day…but it was on a treadmill, inside and climate controlled. Now, I am outside, pounding the pavement, on a trail in the woods. It’s completely different challenge. I am okay with it being different,  I like being in the woods. I have found some very interesting facets of life from running on the trail.

First, I like to call it the trail…because I so so so love the Oregon Trail game. Yes, the crappy pixely game from the 80′s. I still play the game whenever I can find it. So, when I am running I tell myself sometimes that I need to make it to Ft McHenry before the dysentery hits. It’s effective.

Second, some days I get on the trail and I am so happy to be moving. I love those days! My body is all groovin and I am queen of exercise. These are the days I hope I have a little more time, so I can maybe push a little harder and take advantage of the good omens passed down by the exercise gods.

Third, I cannot run in a straight line in the dark. I have a head lamp…but alas, since I cannot fix my sight on a target way off(because balance for me is an elusive beast), I run in a zig zag pattern taking up the entire bike path; I don’t think the pedometer accounts for lateral moves.  It is really funny, all I can do is laugh at myself.  So if you are on the bike path after sundown and see this light cackling and buzzing around like a fly on the crack cocaine, no worries, it’s just me.

Fourth, some days are pure hell. My lower half doesn’t want to jog. So I don’t force it, my best is going to be different everyday, especially since I am older and have some weight issues. I wasn’t always so accepting, I wanted to WIN or push or be like Chuck Norris, but you know what? There is no winning or failure here.  If I was gonna be Chuck Norris, I’d need to get a sweet beard.  What I’m saying here is even Chuck had to start somewhere small; exercise is about goals yes but more importantly about maintaining the routine to the point where you don’t even think about it anymore, you just do it.

Fifth, I get down on the grass and thank the gods that I am still able to exercise. It ain’t pretty, but I am moving. I have found that in my gratitude my attitude is considerably better and my joints don’t ache as much.  I literally get down on my knees, because sometimes, exercising feels like a miracle!

Sixth, despite my level of discomfort, I always smile and wave to others on the trail, I stop and pet the puppies; I really believe in the power of community.  I want people to say”Hey, she waved to me on the trail even though it was obvious she was physically uncomfortable, her face red as a lobster, but she waved anyway. I love friendly lobster face lady!”

Seventh, terror is when 60 senior citizens on bikes pass you like some swarming scene from Starship Troopers. Dude.

Eighth, I have to say, I dress so snazzy. It’s my pink sequined fanny pack that does the trick… jealousy accepted.

Ninth,  I love running on rainy days. The earth has been washed, it’s like going to bed on clean sheets.

Tenth,  I love to chant or use affirmations when I run.  I feel like they work better when I have my heart rate up and telling your body it’s at peace while you are doing cardio is an interesting play on mind over matter. I tend to calm myself while having a higher heart rate, it’s pretty crazy. Meditation is hard for me sitting down all Buddha-esque, so I get the good mojo going on the trail.


Running without training wheels consistently reminds me that we all have challenges. We all have fights in our souls and bodies. We all can be angry and hold on to fear.


We all can forgive. We all can get out of the house and exercise. We all can call someone and tell them how beautiful they are. We all can see how amazing the world is and celebrate it. We can laugh, sing and dance. We all can love.

All of these things are just as easy as putting on your snappy fanny packs and… just as fabulous!

Maybe the trail is waiting for you.

Maybe you are waiting for the right trail.


Big huge love,




Where I terrify citizens of Greene county with my jogging.

Where I terrify citizens of Greene county with my jogging.