The Holidays- that slippery slope to my Achilles heal when renewing life after loss.  It is the time of year that has always been sacred to me, but has become another hurdle to morph into a milestone. And, it's a milestone that I've had to polish the rough edges with...

I was sitting in my little studio guest house, weeding thru the jungle of emotional land mines after my husband left and feeling the raw pain of rebuilding my life, when the phone rang... My sister said, "Someone opened fire at an elementary school in Connecticut,...

I recently went to the Cirque du Soleil show, Love, for my cousins birthday.  I was inspired by the stunning performances, costumes, music and overall message that the powerful four-letter word represents. The simultaneous action and emotion happening on stage...

During this Thanksgiving Holiday, I'm reflective of the gift you are to me. The gratitude I feel for you reading my words, sharing your comments and connecting to the bigger vision of moving beyond pain, is inspiring to me. It takes courage to step beyond suffering...

Unexpected moments that reconnect me to the cornerstones of what matter, are the delicious moments I truly live for. It's easy to get caught up in the daily grind of rebuilding life after loss. The seemingly endless focus of basic needs for food, clothing, shelter,...

A lot of epiphany moments come to me in the shower or the car.  Not necessarily the most glamorous, but definitely the most effective. I saw myself talking to someone as if my ex-husband and I were at a cocktail party and how it would feel to introduce him.  I'd say,...

I’d like to introduce to you one of my vulnerabilities...  My eight year old daughter, Simone.  Aside from the fact that children are resilient and don’t have the same build-up of defeat as adults do; she is here to stamp her mark on the world, regardless of the...

Ever since I was a child, camping has occupied a special place in my heart. It’s because I felt that was a time when my family was whole, centered and connected.  It was my dreamy picture of gathering together, warmed by a campfire, happy and fulfilled.  The reality:...

I had an impulse to count all the milestones of loss I’ve endured, like a numerology parlor game, and discovered my hardship number added to “1.” From a spiritual perspective, one is considered the number of primal force and creation. Interestingly, it shed light on what I already knew-

When I got married I didn’t know what my better and what my worse would be.  A lot of us who didn’t make it in marriage are in a club we don't want to be a member of. That being said, I was sharing at a seminar for celebrating Women and Worth, when a woman came up to...