Some days, I wish I wanted to be a business coach. It’s not entirely a made-up construct of my own (but rather a fairly well-established idea in the world of coaching) that people are far more willing to invest in themselves if the expense holds...
Maybe I’m dating myself here, but I have a distinct memory of a book that unearthed itself in my tween years. It was called “What’s Happening to Me?” and, of course, it was all about puberty. In my work with women over the past...
It’s 4a.m. I’ve been awake for an hour, and surrender has washed over me. I know I’m not going to be returning to bed tonight. I have my small boy in my arms, and he has finally found his way into a peaceful sleep, huffing and sighing the...
Somewhere, in my imagination, there is a version of me who is a doctor. Her life split away from my current reality after a long five years of study and a transcript full of A’s, countless hours of volunteer work, world travel, my reign as founder...
