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To expand my cup is to consciously hold space for the complex dance of human shadow and light. With empathy as my guide, I work to disperse ominous storms, transforming them into fluffy, luminous clouds. Each day offers a new opportunity to vibrate higher and truly live in my light.
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Finding My Light Through Connection and Service
Finding my light means embracing the “orbiting streams of energy” found in bustling cafes. Long viewed as an oddity, my sensitivity to others’ sparks now fuels my purpose. As I enter my fifth decade, I am ready to funnel these stories into service, grounded in compassion and kindness.
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Morocco: From Marrakech Medina to the Desert Oasis
Between the aromatic spice souks of Marrakech and the cinematic desert views of Ouarzazate, Morocco offers a shift in pace. Experience a culture evolving from aggressive hawking to genuine hospitality. Whether navigating the Atlas Mountains or haggling for treasures, discover why this vibrant destination remains a must-visit.
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Living in My Light
Life is too short to allow toxicity even in the smallest doses to exist near me/you. My life is wonderful. I have worked hard in my own self, in collaboration with my life partner, and in collective sharing with my inner circle and soul friends.
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Pondering: Unlearning What the Body Remembers
I cannot figure out how to allow myself to comfortably accept that it is OK and it is not actually something on which I need to panic. Somehow, my body needs to understand and believe that I remain safe even in these moments of stress because I am no longer a child victim to the whims of adults.
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Family, Travel & Writing
Whatever it is, it really doesn’t matter. My visits are brief and I love just spending time with family–holding them dear, giving them love through time and attention, making the most of all the moments.
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Beyond the Basics: Challenging Myself to a “Mindset Upgrade”
Being nearly 50 has sparked a shift within me, moving beyond the “basics” of self-help toward a necessary fine-tuning. It’s no longer just about managing moods, but about upgrading my tools to cultivate true compassion—softening the defensive shell I’ve worn for years to finally let a deeper kindness take root.
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The Focused Fog: How My Cold-Rattled Brain Found Its Flow
Usually, a head cold is my worst nightmare—a rhythmic-breaking, “cry for mom” disaster. But this time, the brain fog became a metaphorical helmet, acting as blinders that narrowed my focus into a productivity streak. From 25 novel pages to new manuscripts, it turns out a rattled brain might be my best collaborator.
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Considering the Meditative Glide and Cautionary Turn at La Thuile
After a three-year hiatus due to an ankle injury, I returned to the Italian Alps with romantic notions of skiing. While my body held up, a surprising mental shift—anxiety and fear—transformed the meditative joy into a test of endurance. What once brought gleeful abandon now felt heavy, making me question if my passion for the slopes has changed forever.
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The Big City Buzz: A Lesson in Self-Discovery
Two weeks ago, I was defrosting by the sea. Today, I’m fueling up on the vibrant energy of the city. 🏙️✨
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