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Skyler was in that full-baby phase, barely a year old, and I was about to leave the house to run an errand. I went to say goodbye to him, and he let out one of his big cries, which wasn't unusual. What was unusual was the voice that arrived at the exact same moment. A small, crystal-clear, kid-like voice that appeared out of nowhere inside my head and said: “Mommy, you are going to get in an accident.” I stood there for a second. Was this intuition? Was this just fear? Then I

I ran into a friend the other day at yoga. I hadn’t seen her in a long time, and seeing her stirred up something deep and a little crunchy for me.

The muse of creativity here. An old friend has walked back into my life, and my whole body is lit up. I feel like a Christmas tree with all my lights on. Completely alive and cherishing every second of this dance. I don't want to take it for granted, because, as Elizabeth Gilbert writes in Big Magic, the muse doesn't stay forever. We can't capture her and bottle her up. She comes, and she goes, in her own way and on her own timing. A few things I’m noticing about this dance:

I had a dream last week that I haven't been able to shake. It feels edgy, but I want to talk about it because of what it showed me about myself and my relationship to power. I had a dream about a famous spiritual guru. One of those guys who has cracked the algorithm. He was good-looking. Had a rich, velvet voice. The kind of man who has a few million followers. I'd seen his videos years ago and knew in about four seconds that he was a charlatan. So in the dream, I was disgust

Are you Actually Open to Feedback? Most of us are just pretending to be.

What happens when you don't want sex? What is really going on? And how do you work with this resistance?

The sacred rage dance. A free online class with The Hendricks Community.

My dad is dying, and today I danced my grief. I arrived numb. Vacant, hollow, and empty. “There’s nothing here to move,” I thought. But I moved anyway. A wiggle. A slow reach through space. A body going through the motions without a soul inside of it. And then, I landed. Feet on the ground. Eyes coming into focus. The quiet return of embodiment. And suddenly, a tsunami. Grief rose without warning, crashing through me in thunderous waves, tightening and softening my chest, nec

I woke up this morning musing about something that feels especially alive right now. I’m watching a next layer of spiritual pedestals start to crack, wobble, and come crashing down. With the release of the Epstein files, more spiritual leaders and public figures are being called out (and called forward), and we are being invited into a more mature conversation about power and integrity. When a human steps more fully into the mastery of their gifts (aka. truly living and shari

In this moment I feel rage. I feel collapse. I feel the pull to consume news and social media until I disappear in the chaos. And all I want is to bury myself deep in a hole, hiding, shielding my vulnerable heart from all of it. It’s too much. IT IS TOO MUCH. And yet— it’s real. It’s here. It’s touching all of us. My heart is stretching to be with all of this and all of me at the same time. And as I stretch, I breathe. And tears flow. Feeling grief that cracks me

Try to love everything that is in your way. Even the old man shuffling last night through the airport. I tried to pass him as he pulled at his cumbersome bags and tugged at his crumpled clothes, walking through the busy aisles. Then I took a deep breath, surrendered, and studied his awkward movements with awe and appreciation. Try to love everything that is in your way. Even my fear of failure and my fear of not being good enough. In the past, these fears wrapped me in a stra

I have a son— a little boy with a soul so bright it takes my breath away. He is beautiful, raw, new to the world yet ancient, otherworldly and earthy in the same breath. A tiny embodied miracle. His wide and generous smile cracks me open. I giggle at his mischievous eyes and grin as he starts to chase the dogs. At night, I cherish his cuddles and nuzzles and squirms— how he curls himself deep into the side of my hip, or arm, or face. This love is everything. It eclipses all o

Have you ever gotten sick or injured, and even though it sucks to experience bodily discomfort, some tiny part of you was delighted to have an excuse to rest? You are not alone. Years ago, when I first entered a deep-dive leadership program at the Hendricks Institute, I got sick—twelve times in six months. At first, I thought I was just extremely run down. But on deeper reflection, I realized something else was happening. I was pushing myself hard. I had just entered this pro

Have you ever had the experience of someone saying something and you suddenly felt truth ripple through your body — a wave of chills, warmth, tears, or relief — before your mind even understood why? This is Somatic Resonance.

Anxiety has been a thread in my life for as long as I can remember. Sometimes it hums in the background. Other times, it crashes in like...

I talk a lot about the importance of destigmatizing anger. When we have a healthy relationship with it, anger can be a profoundly wise guide. It tells us when a boundary has been crossed, when something is unjust, and when we need to stand up for ourselves or others.

Public speaking used to terrify me. I had a really bad experience in high school that rocked me to the core. After that, anytime I tried to speak in groups, I would freeze, turn bright red, stutter my words, and adrenaline would surge through my body. But I wanted to do a TEDx talk someday…

All humans are made of energy. And all lies are energetic "weights" that live in the space between you and another person. You don’t have...

We are all intuitive. With intention and practice, anyone can connect with loved ones who have passed on to the “other side.” A portion...

Authenticity is the art and daily practice of being who you really are. For those of us with trauma or painful issues in our past, we may...

On May 10th, 2024, I gave birth to our little boy, Skyler. I had a super challenging pregnancy, and my birth had some challenges, but...

I consider myself to be a highly sensitive person. My sensitivities are part of my gifts, and I use them in my work with clients....

It was such a treat to be interviewed by my longtime friend, Christine Eartheart, in her podcast, The Thriving Relationships Show....

Authenticity is a muscle. It needs to be strengthened, used regularly, and stretched, or it starts to weaken. In our relationships, we...