Who am I anyway?
After 25 years as an
award winning
advertising Execu-
woman I'm on a
campaign to inspire
women to unzip their
inner joy through
my writing, paintings
and transformational
speaking. To find out
more about me
over here.

Do you know a Goddess
of Transformation?

Each month we'll honor
a woman who has
changed her life or
someone else's. 

Contact me to
nominate yourself or
another goddess
(and tell me why).

What are you giving yourself for Mother’s Day?

Even if you don’t have a child, you deserve a gift this Sunday.

After all, Mother’s Day is all about giving.

And Goddess knows, you’re a Giver (with a capital “G.”)

You give to your family, your friends, your work, your pets, your community, your causes, your you-name-it’s.

But, what about Yourself?

What [...]

Let’s talk conversation hearts, okay?

There’s something about those kitschy little hearts that, well….speak to me.

In fact, they just reminded me that maybe it’s time we changed our conversation about Valentines Day.

Don’t get me wrong.

I love hearts.

I love romance.

And I especially love a holiday that’s all about expressing love.

But the “sweet nothings” someone [...]

Thanks for the angst.


It’s easy to be thankful for the mashed potatoes and gravy of our lives.

You know, the good stuff.

Those moments when you know, deep in your bones, how grateful you are.

For your family. Your friends. Your home. Your body. Your life.

The sky above. The earth below. And a gazillion miracles in between.

Our gratitude journals are full of evidence that life is good.

But what about when it isn’t?
Continue reading Thanks for the angst.

The perfection of imperfection.

What would you do if you weren’t worried about being perfect? Well, here’s what I did. I made a perfectly imperfect video to share some divine musings and schmoozings on the subject. (Edna, my Inner Critic is not happy about it. But I think you will be.) [...]

The difference between imperfect and I'm perfect is just an apostrophe.

In my next life, I hope to come back as an imperfectionist.

Maybe I won’t have Virgo rising. A father who color-coordinates his sock drawer. Or a mother whose handwriting looks like it belongs in a penmanship book.

Naturally, I rebelled with messy drawers and [...]