When I Left My Heart (and Found My Way Back)
Last Thursday morning, I asked my partner if he’d like to walk the Lafayette Reservoir with me.
He said he’d love to.
I love walking there early. The birds swoop through the willows.
Morning light shimmers on the water.
Hawks call out their presence across the open sky.
But as we walked, I could tell my partner was in a low mood.
Soon I began to regret inviting him.
Every time I said something, he shot back a snarky comment.
My agitation rose. I started blaming him—for ruining the peace I’d wanted.
And then I caught it.
Empty Space
✧ The Fallow Season: When Letting Go Makes Room for More
We as humans naturally resist letting go.
We fight with everything we have to avoid loss, to hold on just a little longer.
But what if loss wasn't the end?
What if underneath the barrenness, there was something profound and new waiting to take root?
As a coach, I have the rare privilege of witnessing transformation up close.
In the intimacy of this work, something sacred unfolds—
Trust deepens, breakthroughs arrive, and hearts open.
And then, the natural ending comes.
The work completes.
The season changes.
And I’m left with the quiet ache of goodbye.
When I Stopped Fixing My Mindset and Started Listening
We often discuss mindset—how to shift it, improve it, or upgrade it.
But recently, in a circle of interior designers and creative women, we tried something else:
We stopped trying to fix our thoughts and started listening to them instead.
Before the session, I had a panic attack.
It came out of nowhere—just a typical morning, walking my dog, and suddenly I couldn’t breathe. My heart was racing. A wave of dread moved through me, and I didn’t even know why. I had just read an email.
My first instinct was to push it away, to figure it out, to get out of it. But instead, I remembered what I would soon be guiding others to do.
So I stopped.
And I stayed with it.
Not to analyze it. Not to fix it. To be with the sensation.
And slowly… it shifted. Not because I changed my thoughts.
But because I was willing to feel what was there, without judgment.
That’s the space we created in the session.
We asked:
What thought do you wish would go away?
What emotion do you avoid?
What if you stopped the battle with it, and just let it be?
Love your Work
What do you love to do?
What do you do that, when you're doing it, you lose track of time?
What activity brings a sense of peace, presence, and joy, not because of the outcome, but because of how it feels in the moment?
We often think it’s the thing we’re doing that makes us feel this way. But what if it’s something deeper? What if that sense of peace comes because we’ve stopped thinking? The mind quiets, and in that space, love shows up. Yes, I said it: Love appears when there is no thinking.
Not Knowing as an Ally
There was a time when “not knowing” would send me into a panic. I’d spin like a top, looking for certainty, calling people, reaching for reassurance. But lately, I’ve been learning to stand still in the swirl—to let not knowing walk beside me.
Pushing to Peace
I used to live in fear.
A fear so deep it had me pushing like a freight train up a mountain—all effort, all grit, no pause.
Sparks and smoke flew off of me, burning out my energy and scorching the people I loved.
I moved like a wild woman, driven by one core belief: I was alone.
My father had died.
My mother was surviving on the goodwill of my brothers.
The man I married was sick.
And somewhere in the quiet, I made a decision:
It’s up to me. I must do it all. I must hold it all.
“ Not this Door”
Recently, I applied to attend the TED Women’s Conference in San Diego.
I was excited.
I pictured myself among a vibrant, inspiring community of women—learning, connecting, being lit up.
And then the email arrived.
“Thank you for applying. Due to an overwhelming number of applicants…”
You know how that goes.
I wasn’t chosen.
In that moment, I felt the familiar sting of rejection.
“Should’ve Gotten Gas”
This past Monday I was taking a half-day off to go out to Stinson Beach with my husband.
I was driving up to Montclair to do one last errand before we left. I looked down and saw I had a quarter tank of gas. A little voice inside said,
“Get more gas.”
Did I listen to that voice?
Nope.
“I’m What?”
✧ Your Unique Design
Each of us is born with a unique design—
a soul-level pattern, a way of seeing and being that belongs only to us.
It’s like a spiritual thumbprint.
No two are the same.
And when we begin to live from this inner knowing,
life flows with more ease, more alignment, more quiet joy.
When the Dishwasher Leaked: A Mindset Experiment
This week, water from my dishwasher started spilling out of the air gap and onto the kitchen counter instead of draining through the pipes.
Money’s been tight lately, so I decided to try fixing it myself. As I got started, I noticed my thoughts:
“Poor me. This is hard. Why does this always happen?”
That old, familiar victim story was running in the background.
And then I remembered—I teach mindset coaching.
“I’m Wild”
✧ Wild Like This
I’ve been spending as much time as I can at Limantour Beach in Point Reyes.
I’ve fallen in love with this place.
The beach is 8 miles off the main road, surrounded by the untamed wildlife of Northern California.
I sit quietly and watch the pelicans fly in formation over the waves.
I laugh at crows and gulls as they wobble up the beach in 30-mile winds.
Last Sunday, I watched an eagle chase off six vultures from the body of a dead seal.
The Power of Our Words
What We Say—and Where We Say It From
There’s something I’ve come to know deeply in my work:
Our words carry energy.
Not just in what they say, but in how they’re said—and who we are when we say them.
Every single word has a vibration.
And the order we place them in creates a frequency, a kind of energetic signature that people can feel—even if they can’t quite name it.
Center
Returning to Center: Love, Power, and the 25th Gene Key
Would you like to experience more love in your life?
I know I do.
Not just romantic love—but that deep, quiet, peaceful feeling that fills you from within.
I used to think this came from other people or special moments—
a meaningful conversation, a hike in the hills, or a perfect meal.
But now I understand something more:
That feeling of love isn’t something I find. It’s who I am.
It’s the steady hum within me—like bees in a hive.
Trying Something New -
Breaking the Pattern: From Imposter Syndrome to Self-Trust
Over the past year, I’ve been exploring intuitive work through psychic classes.
When I sit down to practice, images come to me—unexpected, subtle, often unclear.
At first, I questioned everything.
Was I making it up?
Was I doing it right?
That quiet inner voice crept in—the one that says:
“You’re not doing it right.”
“You’re not enough.”
It’s the voice of imposter syndrome, and it’s surprisingly loud.
“OOP’S THAT WAS ME!”
Relationships are tricky.
I’m like every other human being—
I’ve struggled in them, suffered through them, and grown because of them.
I’ve been in an abusive marriage, where I was ridiculed and belittled.
I’ve been heartbroken—abruptly cut off by a best friend over something I still don’t understand.
I’ve left jobs because I couldn’t get along with my boss.
And then, years ago, I came across a teaching called The Three Principles.
This simple but profound understanding changed everything—especially my relationships.
It revealed something radically clear:
I’m never experiencing another person. I’m experiencing my thoughts about them.
Is It Me?
Recently, I started working with a new client—an executive who hated her job.
She came to me because she had come to realize that being miserable at her new job felt… familiar. She’d felt this way at her two previous jobs as well. This time, instead of quitting again and finding something new, she paused.
She realized:
“Maybe it’s not the job.”
“Maybe it’s me.”
So, she decided to do the most courageous thing—she chose to do some internal work.
The Gene Keys Keep Finding Me
I tell myself, "Enough is enough. No more Gene Keys today." I close the book, put it on the shelf, and walk away. Five minutes later, my nose is back in the book.
I have listened to or read a Gene Key daily for two and a half years. Every. Single. Day. And if I try to take a break, somehow, the book returns to me, flipping open as if to say, "Oh, you thought you were done? Think again."
Energy Never Lies
The Truth Always Leaks Out
It was 7:00 a.m. I stood in line with a box of tampons and some Advil.
When it was my turn, I handed them to the clerk. She smiled and asked how I was doing.
With my best smile, I said, "I’m fine."
She looked me straight in the eye and said, “You’re a liar.”
I burst out laughing—because she was right.
When I asked how she knew, she said the Advil and tampons were one clue.
But mostly, it was my voice. “You sounded miserable.”
She didn’t just hear me. She felt me.
My Love of Life Energy
In a faded ballroom near the San Francisco Airport, I stood on paisley carpet, the chandeliers trembling as planes roared overhead. Richard Strozzi, a sixth-degree black belt in Aikido, had just said:
“Stop and feel your feet.”
I couldn’t.
I knew my feet were there, but I couldn’t feel them. That moment opened a doorway I didn’t know I was seeking—a longing to experience myself from the inside out.
Challenging Times
We Can Do Hard Things (And We Don’t Have to Do Them Alone)
I haven’t written in two months—and it’s been a season.
My daughter had double jaw surgery, followed by an emergency procedure for a rare infection. My partner had heart surgery. In between: a sick dog, a broken tooth, failing appliances, major car repairs, and the discovery of mold and termites in our downstairs room.
And still—here I am, back at my desk, showing up to my work.
What I’ve learned is still unfolding, but I want to share what’s clear—especially for anyone navigating their own version of overwhelm, uncertainty, or burnout in work or life.
Because these lessons—about capacity, intuition, and receiving support—aren’t just personal.
They are deeply professional.