This morning I awoke to freshly cut rows of grass hay in the mountain field next to my house. As I sat in the peacefulness of the morning, childhood memories flooded my body – the warm smells of summer, the playful spirit of my soul dancing in the tall grass under the shade of the stately cottonwood tree that bordered the nearby hay field on the plains of Colorado.
If your heart isn’t dancing every day, don’t wait another day. Life is too short. Declare yes-to-you now.
Today I’m declaring a Yes-to-Me Day! As a coach, I know how important it is that I ‘put on my own oxygen mask first.’ If I don’t take care of me – from a heart, soul and body perspective – I won’t show up whole for my clients’ needs.
As I reflect in gratitude on the whole week, I am thankful for the ways I have been able weave Yes-to-Me into the flow of my life.
Ah, Spring has arrived! It’s my favorite time of the year when the hyacinth and tulips begin to sprout from the barely warmed ground, in-between the snows and rains! I love the rebirth and possibilities that spring forth in my garden.
What is sprouting in your playground of your life this Spring? Are you listening to your heart and intuition? How are you saying “Yes to YOU?” On this Spring Equinox, take a few moments today to get out in nature for a walk to listen to your inner voice.
I let the to-do’s define me. My what-I-did made up my self-worth. My title gave me life. When you’re in that spiraling crazy cycle of being drunk on title and professional strife, it’s hard to hear that deeper calling. The wild side of this, is that you probably can’t recognize that you’re in this state! Here are seven warning signs that you might be a little drunk on your title!
Amidst the crazy-busy pace of life you lead, time for yourself often falls short and even seems impossible to obtain! The good news is that there are simple soothing gifts you can provide for your soul that will uplift you in positive thoughts and peaceful gratitude.
It’s a peaceful summer morning in the coolness of my barn. The horses are quietly enjoying their morning breakfast. It is here that I find my zen mind – my zen body – the place where all deep awareness is born and lives. There’s a small single baby barn swallow in the rafters awaiting her momma’s return with her baby bird breakfast of worms and seeds. As I sweep the corners of the stall where she was born, she bravely pokes her head above the nestline, driven by her growing courage and curiosity in who I am. I whisper a quiet, “Good morning little one – I’ve been wondering when I would get to meet you.”