I was doing something I’d never done before. We had 9,000 square feet of wide open space in our fitness studio, and I was dancing. 

It was the first time in two years that I felt free enough to do anything like this. I’d put down my work, cranked up...

When I was little, I had a massive girl-crush on my Auntie Sue. She told me she’d rather have a messy home & a happy family. Huh?

Our house was always spotless. Four kids. Two adults. One dog. One guinea pig. One bathroom.

Didn’t having a clean house...

You want something. I just know it. You’ve been…

• trying to lose weight for years now.
• saying you want to be a more present parent.
• fantasizing about a different career.
• plotting finding that perfect relationship.

Then, suddenly, BAM! You find yourself...

My hubs was stressed out. Withdrawn & crabby isn’t his usual state, so I knew it was my job to fix it & bring him back to normal.

In my childhood, my mom was often in the same kind of mood. It looked different on her, but when she was angry, irritated,...

Nothing good happens at 4:30am, right?

Well, at 4:30am on the first day of Winter Break in Syracuse, people are trying to escape, and there is a one-hour-long line snaking for TSA.

People start to…you know…uh, be human. Ignoring rules, cutting in line,...

A Typical Day:

-Wake up, 3am. Realize I’ve only slept 4 hours, panic. Get pissed.

-Mentally review my to-do list, ensuring I cannot get back to sleep.

-Fall asleep at 5:50am for 45 fitful minutes before the 6:30 alarm.

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Grab my phone to open my...

I lay in bed at 9:30pm as Jack, 10-years-old, waltzes into my room and looks at me with…

Judgment. Sadness and…Concern – but for what?

Hands on his skinny hips, he demands, “Why aren’t you two talking to each other?”

Phone in...

I don’t know what I want. All I know is I can’t breathe. I just want to breathe again.

Some variation of this theme shows up in my conversations with clients, friends, and strangers about 5 times a week.

People feel tight. Constricted. Heavy. BUT!...

The sign on the wall said, “BECAUSE NICE MATTERS”. I’d look at it, groan inwardly, thinking, “Bullshit.”

Being nice is overrated. Why does nice matter?  I literally didn’t believe in being nice. Nice is annoying.  ...

I’m not paying attention lately. And it’s costing me time.

Here’s what it feels like:

I’m constantly five steps ahead in my mind…everywhere. All the time. For every attempt to reign in my  brain, there is another attempt that...

When you have to pee, 3 minutes is a loooooong time. That’s how long I stood outside the bathroom at the salon for an appointment I was already late for.

With irritated, irrational thoughts, working myself into a lather.

Then a thought struck: try the door.

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