Believe – From Santa to ‘The Secret’

Believe – From Santa to ‘The Secret’

My mother and I went to see the local production of ‘A Miracle on 34th Street’ tonight at the Edmonds Theatre. There is a scene in the play where the Kris Kringle character asks the child Susan to use her imagination to think of what she most wants for Christmas. He goes on to say … Continue reading

Manifesting Miracles with Oprah – (part 2)

Manifesting Miracles with Oprah – (part 2)

As much as I try to trust in the Universe’s plan for divine timing, it’s not always easy to see the greater good in store for us when we are mired in the details of life.  I am currently recovering from a sudden illness that came crashing in on me following what can only be described as … Continue reading

Manifesting Miracles with Oprah – (part 1)

Manifesting Miracles with Oprah – (part 1)

WHAT?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME????  THIS IS CRAZY!! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS!! I exclaimed with giddy and feverish excitement as I read my email Monday afternoon. That morning had begun with my usual ritual of mindfully grinding beans and brewing my bodum before the kids woke up and the fury of getting out the door ensued. Delightfully I had an … Continue reading

A Guest House for Grief

A Guest House for Grief

Just under four weeks ago the man who loved me first and loved me longest left. At the age of 80, my father, (who had walked 5 miles 10 days prior) died in hospital due to complications from what was supposed to be a rather simple surgery. For years in my early career I  counseled people through … Continue reading

The Candy Haunting of a Compulsive Eater

The Candy Haunting of a Compulsive Eater

I remember the rush of excitement as the cascade of shiny color spilled out of my pillowcase sack on to my bedroom floor. I would methodically separate the loot into its categorical piles: chocolate, suckers, hard candies, chewy cadies, chips, gum and then the miscellaneous pile of disappointment that usually included a toothbrush (we had a … Continue reading

The Kindergarten Metaphor

The Kindergarten Metaphor

I sent my baby boy off to kindergarten today. Never before had I truly understood the significance of this day for parents. The tears I shed today are about far more than the fact that I will no longer have him home with me during the day; rather it marks the first in many moments … Continue reading

A Rendezvous with God

A Rendezvous with God

It was a watershed moment on the beach years ago when I realized that living in constant misery about the shape of my body was, in fact, far worse and life depleting than any number on the scale ever could be. It was a flash of insight when it became clear that I would continue … Continue reading

Seen and Known and Loved

Seen and Known and Loved

To be seen and known and loved, I’m  learning lately how these truly are my Deepest Cravings. What was buried behind years of body shame, diet obsession and compulsive eating was a hunger for authentic living and authentic human connection. I’ve been exploring for myself all the ways I became skillful at blocking myself from attaining … Continue reading

Tight Pants

Tight Pants

She lives within. That tiny, sometimes scared, sometimes hurt little girl. When she arrives she demands to be seen. She wants the world to stop and to be noticed, to be held. She reaches to be soothed in the old familiar ways, thus a return of some of the old patterns. You know the ones; … Continue reading

Thin – Pretty – Nice

Thin – Pretty – Nice

“Thin”, “Pretty”, “Nice”. According to Brene Brown these are the 3 adjectives that top the list when research participants are asked to describe what makes for a  feminine woman.  As a young overweight child I was pretty convinced that I couldn’t ever attain the attribute of ‘thin’, and as I watched Charlie’s Angels and played … Continue reading