Hiya love, You’re looking mighty foxy today. Stop and take a gander at your surroundings… see if you can count (at least) ten things you love or that make you smile. Start with your foxy self. Notice how you feel. Rich? Abundant? Frisky? Satisfied? Appreciation? Tuned In? All the above? Yeah, me too. Breathe it… Continue reading Monday Love
Last night I boarded a big hunk of metal with wings, flew through the sky, was picked up in a brand-spanking-new luxury car and driven to a place where I was greeted with pure love and delight. The kind of love that only puppies and young children know about. And there were four of… Continue reading Abundance
That’s my theme song this week. A love song. From me, to me. I fucked up. I hate when that happens. Really really hate it. Thinking about my theme song and what it means when I screw up. I was doing the best I could when I booked flights during winter break based on past… Continue reading Have a Little Faith in Me
Good morning sweetness. It’s ok to say no. To curl up in a ball. To dive deep inside. To take time for you. But how much time, you wonder, is too much? To which the mentor responds… what is too much? Who decides? Is it some arbitrary source outside of you telling you what’s right… Continue reading Monday Love
“I don’t like the way I look in this picture.” “I hate the wrinkles on my forehead.” “This is not the home I dreamed I’d be living in.” The circle of acceptance is a tool to help you explore this idea called radical compassionate acceptance. To dive deeper into yourself. The concept itself is pretty… Continue reading Circle of Acceptance
Some things have happened since my letters to money. A surprise tax bill. A mysterious foot problem (not covered by my health insurance because I have not met my deductible). Lice. Did you know the going rate to have lice professionally removed from your hair is $100/hr? Yep. So basically, since my little experiment with… Continue reading Plot Twist
Ode to the Wonder of You Rapture Slay Wonder Crack open Radiant Beauty Rising sun dewy morning air tingling your nerve endings all 8000 kissing you awake drawing you nearer to the wonder that is you. The wonder that is you.
“Dear Money, I am often worried there is not enough of you. I don’t like to worry, hear it’s bad for your health, so I try not to think too much about you. It’s a little game I play: don’t look unless I absolutely have to. I suppose you could compare it to the game,… Continue reading I love money and money loves me