Some Days, We Think Outside the Box

I find I’ve been thinking a lot about boxes. The boxes we find ourselves in. The boxes we put ourselves in. The boxes our world puts us in. Not to mention, the boxes of the shoulds. Of identity. The boxes of how we’ve always seen ourselves or thought we had to be. The boxes of... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We Flirt With Our Daydreams

Daydreams are the seeds from which all the flowers grow… After all, what is a dream but a vision? Look at any creative undertaking (in which, I would include all types of entrepreneurial ventures and building things more broadly, including building a life) and you will see that the vision (the dream) is an integral... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We Need Our Compass

Some days, we find ourselves adrift in a sea of “shoulds.” And “coulds.” Even a lot of “goods.” We open our phones. A book. A podcast. A conversation. And the floodgates open. So much external noise underscores what has always been true. The answer we are looking for often lies within. I was talking with... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We Go Inward

Some days, the noise outside gets loud. The pressure feels constant. Or maybe it’s the uncertainty. The bustle is non-stop. Even the things that bring delight take up space on a plate constantly threatening to overflow (if it hasn't spilled over already). These are the days where the barometer on inspiration and hope, maybe joy... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We (Re)Introduce Ourselves

For many years now, I have explored the age-old question of who am I? Like, really? When you get beneath the exterior, when things get quiet, the clouds part and the skies clear, who am I in my essence? Still working on that… But, a parallel we invariably find ourselves confronting regularly, whether we’ve found... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We Renew

I am someone who has a hard time turning off. Whether it’s because of the systems that reinforce this, the demands that those systems create and enable or the Productivity = Value equation we have all been conditioned to believe. Or whether it’s pure inspiration and excitement. Whatever the reason, my operating system tends to... Continue Reading →

Some Days, We Pause

I heard the shoulds…  I paused…  And I chose me. The other weekend, I was scheduled to attend a creative retreat.  My husband was set to run a half marathon two hours away, with my son in tow for the weekend.  As tends to happen in situations like this, our respective schedules filled up with... Continue Reading →

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