The first memory I have of running was a mile long run at my elementary school in Boulder, CO called the “Fun Run.” I hated it. Mostly because I never was the fast one and always ended up
I often say…”It is what it is.” And while I say that, in the same breath I also believe that while it it what it is…magic exists. No…not magic with wands and
We often use the word ‘broken’ or ‘flawed’ to describe ourselves…when we have gone through any sort of trauma (emotional, physical, mental…) that leaves us with a
It is a day filled with intent. With purpose. A date from the onset that was chosen for a reason. And it is a day that for the rest of my life will be one that is both another day and also once that
I never thought that the ringing of ears would lead to a 5″ scar, 8 plates in my head and an experience that has left me more humbled and awake than anything to date… “It’s
This is life. Messy, complex, simple and beautiful. This is truth. Hard, freeing, confusing, real. This is connection. This is contentment. This is gratitude. This is honesty. This is being bold.
I wake up each morning and write in my gratitude journal. It is one of my daily habits that I am not only consistent around but religious about. There are 3 sections with three blanks each –
I love to plan. I love spontaneity. I love chaos and I love stillness. I invite change. I hate (and love) routine. I love simple. I love super complicated. I hate boring. I love experiencing new. I
Hello. Right now I wish I could be standing here, reading this to you all…but I am halfway across the world, where the sun is setting and I am sitting, saying a prayer, thinking of all of you.