ThImagine that you are Jane. Imagine the jungle of life is a literal jungle. You admit that you have a pretty good life. You have a lovely tree house and you love Tarzan. But you’ve come to realize that you want to take control over the direction of your...
What do you want? It’s an innocuous question on the surface. A million times a day we make decisions: The black shoes instead of the brown. A tuna sandwich for lunch. An hour of reality TV and then an hour of reading before bed. When I think of that question, my...
Hi, honey. It’s me, Debra. I know I haven’t written to you since the Valentine’s note I sent last month. I bet you thought I had forgotten about you. I haven’t in the least. I adore you, you know. In fact, even when you’re not directly in my thoughts or at the...
The last couple of weeks, I’ve written about seeing your life as a ship. In order to live the life of your dreams – the life you were meant to live – you lovingly and joyfully create a compass to guide you. Though there are four points on a compass, this compass is...
The other morning, I was up at 4 AM. I had gotten six solid hours of sleep and my mind was insisting it was time to get up and attack the day. My body, however, disagreed. We compromised and I got out of bed and read. It was perfect in so many ways: JB was sleeping...
“I was physically shaking, “ he told me. “It was worse than when I quit smoking. I felt panicked the entire time.” If I had overheard that tiny piece of a conversation with a client, my curiosity would have been piqued. What had happened to this confident...
Last week, I wrote about the mind will attempt to distract you from the voice of your heart. Though I’m good at listening into my heart, don’t think for a moment that I’m immune from the tricks your mind will play on you. In fact, I am able to articulate that...