I’ve been feeling a little more free lately. Why, you wonder? Because I’ve decided I’m normal. I, like so many others in our current culture, have pathologized myself all too much. My inclinations, my quirks, my preferences all taken a...
I remember, distinctly, my husband and I sitting in the living room of our friends, who had recently become parents for the first time. We were having a glass of wine while their kid slept. (though I thought nothing of it then, now of course I see this as a small...
I’ve had to ask myself, over the years that I’ve grown this business, if this is what I really want. I suppose anything that has a person awake at 4:30a.m. every day or that causes one to do ridiculous things like shoot videos and post them...
Many of the women I work with have, on some level, become dislocated from their sense of self. (me, too) We crave authenticity and alignment, but recognize that our beliefs, preferences, and ways of being in the world have become deeply conflated by...
If you’re anything like me, you live in the zone somewhere between your chin and the crown of your head, encased in the sounds that your two ears take in, almost twenty-four hours a day. There is a constant barrage of intellectual processing available to you:...
