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#Whenyoufeelattacked….

If you’ve endured a recent attack, or even a hostile email with a red exclaimation point next to it letting your know something is “an emergency” and your not reacting fast enough, I’ve written this little ditty for you. Cue music. #1. Don’t Deny #2. Don’t Reply #3. Breathe. Get space. Seriously, if you are reacting to any attack, it is very likely you haven’t consulted yourself about this situation. You’ve morphed into their nightmare. Give yourself space to find the wisdom and words you will be proud of yourself for speaking, ya know? What we will do instead: We will look,…

LOVE!!

Margaret Atwood once noted, “The Eskimo has fifty-two names for snow because it is so important to them; there ought to be as many for love.” I believe there is only one name for love because it is that important—it transcends all horrors, heals all wounds.  Love is conceivably the biggest paradox of the universe.  When we attempt to measure love with words or objects or money, we diminish its magnitude.  Yet when we share love, it magnifies. I have spent most of my life trying to feel love, it turns out you actually have to feel anything to feel…

BIRTHDAYS AND NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES

So, the life-flashing-before-your-eyes thing is a real thing. Three days before my 36th birthday, I was making a right turn on Highway 59 and Kirby (Houstonians know this busy intersection) at the exact moment that the driver of an 18-wheeler decided he couldn’t stop for his red light. I saw the massive truck barreling out of control through the intersection, and in that same second, I saw every event and detail of my life up until that moment. MY ENTIRE LIFE FLASHED BEFORE MY EYES—every instant in an instant. The only thing that shocked me more was that the 18-wheeler missed me and I was still alive. My birthday…

GROUNDHOG DAY!!

I’m fairly certain that it was sometime after my first acne scar that I remembered free will.  I have since decided that free will is the greatest universal gift bestowed upon each of us, and invoking it, perhaps the greatest challenge. The gift of free will is the guarantee that we will discover and manifest our purpose as long as we listen to our unique desires. If you’ve ever visited a Starbucks, then you understand how tricky free will can be when simply trying to purchase a beverage that tastes as good as it smells. Ten to twelve choices and four dollars later,…

The High Price of Self-Denial

“Dare Greatly,” “Dream Big,” “Just Do It.” These are the war cries of our times. I know this because I have all the throw pillows, athletic gear, and books. These ideas are powerful and they resonate deeply in many of us. Yet before we can even finish sewing the flag and assembling the marching band for battle, we become crippled by the real problem—we don’t know the thing, we are to just do; we don’t know what the big daring dream is. Dammit. How am I so sure this is the fundamental issue? Because if we really knew what we were here to do, we would just be doing it.…

29 Years Today!

This was my husband (boyfriend at the time) and me 30 summers ago. I call it the “Big Hair, Small Waistline” era. Time has played a cruel joke, as these are now exactly opposite. Somewhere along the way, I discovered that relationships are the biggest gifts we get and the hardest pieces to manage because they are reflections of our own happiness and authenticity. I am very lucky because of the person who has shown up many days and helped me find a way to really love myself and be proud of myself (despite of myself). I think this is what…

Overwhelmed in Kansas…

Hi Dana, What do you do to stay grounded during the holidays, and do you get overwhelmed? ANSWER: First, thank you for supporting the blog! Excellent question(s), too. Know this: there have been periods this season where I’m sure my husband thought he was married to Snow White’s eighth dwarf, “Overwhelmed.” It began as a poorly engineered November with a pre-holiday road trip where I ate my way through 2,400 miles across Colorado, New Mexico, and North Texas as if there was an eating contest at every restaurant and roadside dive. So now, I have entered the party, present, and stress-out-the-wazoo season, in…