Messages & Channelings

Today is my husband Michael’s birthday and last night we had a celebration with dear friends. After enjoying a fun meal together, Michael opened his presents and one, in particular, had us all speechless for a few moments.

I don't know about you, but I'm happy to say goodbye to 2008. Although it's been a year of tremendous growth and positive change, I'm ready for a fresh, new beginning where I can deepen my practice of extreme self care and establish a renewed sense of optimisim and hope for our collective future.

On Friday night, my husband Michael and I had dinner with two friends who are healthcare professionals in private practice. During the meal, I asked how their patients were doing given the stressful political climate.

Sometimes the voice of the inner bully is deafening. It screams so loud that I can’t hear myself think, let alone receive the creative inspiration I need when I’m writing.

My friend Debbie Ford passed away last week after a long battle with cancer.  I still can’t fathom the idea that I’ll never hear her voice, enjoy lounging on a hotel bed like schoolgirls conspiring to balance work and play, or watch her deliver a wise and wild talk on stage. The world won’t be the same without her sweet presence.

After my dad died last November, I made a deeper commitment to my own health. Watching him go in and out of hospitals treated by well-intentioned, yet overburdened caregivers, made me vow to do whatever I could to stay out of that system.

Yesterday I spent the morning with 400 women at a "Women's Wellness Day" sponsored by South County Hospital in beautiful Narragansett, RI. I was asked to kick off the day with a discussion about how self-care fuels health and wellness

Here's what happens when you turn a problem into a divine assignment.

This is a photo of the very first tomato I picked from our deck garden today.   Isn’t she beautiful? For the last couple of years, I’ve been growing vegetables in an effort to produce fresh, organic food for our family, and to learn about the art of gardening.  It’s been such a joy!

Great expectations. That's the phrase I'm using these days to help me stay aligned with the experiences I most want to enjoy in life. I love expecting things to be easy, to be fun, to happen exactly when they should and in the best possible way.