The moment my three children were laid on my chest after being born. When the surgeon came out of the operating room and said, “Your mom is going to be fine.” The big hug my Irish grandma gave me as I ran into her arms after travelling across the ocean to see her. Standing at the podium as MC at my high school graduation. Opening the box that contained the first copy of my published book. Continue reading
This is the way it’s done. This is the way society says it should happen.
It starts when we’re young. Choose these courses. Take this degree. Start this job. Buy this property.
And then one day we realize that we weren’t really sure about any of those decisions and we’re not truly happy, but we’re stuck. With bills and commitments and things we started that we feel we need to finish. Continue reading
We all have a little wicked inside us. I brought my 10-year-old daughter to see the play Wicked last week and it was incredible. Reminded me how we can be guilty of judging a book by its cover. How we can fall into the trap of labelling the “bad guy” and the “good guy.” Or the wicked witch and the good witch. Even though we might be dead wrong. Continue reading
Author Brené Brown said, “Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vulnerable. Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.” Continue reading