by Debra Smouse | Dec 5, 2014 | Life's Lessons
We are knee deep into the holiday season. Thanksgiving is behind us, we are approaching the second Sunday of Advent, and before we know it, Christmas and New Years are upon us. It’s a hard time of year for many thanks to the Ghosts of Christmas Past. I try to remember...
by Debra Smouse | Oct 17, 2014 | Life's Lessons
Though each of us is on an individual journey here in this world, there is always a common connection to others. As a coach, I’m able to witness these the underlying themes that we all wrestle with. In a recent week of coaching, I saw the same similar questions coming...
by Debra Smouse | Mar 21, 2014 | Life's Lessons
Recently I read that some of the recent research on sleep shows that we can bank extra sleep in preparation for a late night ahead but it takes our bodies two weeks to catch up. I find the blending of science and practicality fascinating in all kinds of ways. What...
by Debra Smouse | Mar 11, 2014 | Life's Lessons
Though there was fresh snow on the ground this week, Mother Nature is also showing proof that we are edging our way to spring. Literally overnight, bright green leaves from the bulbs I planted in October are beginning to burst forth into the world. Winter has been...
by Debra Smouse | Mar 4, 2014 | Life's Lessons
Who you are is significant. Though we sometimes feel incredibly small or unimportant in the seas of humanity, know that your story is part of the thread of fabric that makes up this world. I like to look at the world as a beautifully woven tapestry. Each of our lives...
by Debra Smouse | Jan 22, 2014 | Life's Lessons
When I confess that I love my daily life, inevitably I hear from someone deep in the muck that retort with a sarcastic “must be nice.” That it’s easy for me to say the path to happiness is becoming smitten with yourself because my life is easy. That I can write about...
by Debra Smouse | Dec 4, 2013 | Life's Lessons
In the midst of the holiday season, it’s understandable when our minds drift down memory lane. We remember the smell of our grandmother’s house and her cornbread dressing with lots of sage. We remember Santa always leaving us an orange in our stocking. We remember the...