Wise Warrior Women

I belong to a tribe of wise, warrior women. 

Women who despite fear or circumstance do it anyway, keep dreaming anyway, move forward anyway. They are always there to listen, to support to encourage and when the chips are down these women rally!!

When you are deep, believing the lies, they hit you with things like this; 

“Dear Warrior Soul,

You have done the best you could do. Give yourself grace.

You don’t have to hustle for your spot in the world.

You already belong.”


“Dear Hurting Soul,

No more worrying. Let your mind rest.

Live as if you are absolutely beloved

…because you are.”

Alongside these women, 

     I let the lies go, and let them go, and let them go again to live in truth.

     I establish boundaries to protect my peace.

     I feel the fear and keep going anyway.

     I write the story of my hero journey.

     I empower & encourage others.

     I am part of a collective who chooses to see others as simply a beautiful soul.

Would you like to join the tribe?

Are you tired of listening to the voice in your head; comparing & criticizing? 

Are you ready to get back to what truly matters to you?

Just as I would share with you a loved recipe or a favorite book, I share the opportunity to join us at the Gather Round Soul Restoration Retreat

If you have been on the fence about joining us, trust me and just do it! 

We’ll be saving a spot for you.


Donny Osmond’s 45 of “Puppy Love,” a record player & self-expression is what I brought to show-and-tell in the 1st grade. While the other kids were telling, I was showing my interpretive dancing skills. It never occurred to me this behavior might be odd or different. Confidence was not a word in my vocabulary, I just did stuff because I enjoyed it and I thought other people were the same way. I didn’t think about what others thought.

It wasn’t until junior high I began to see the eyes looking at me or heard what they were saying behind my back. It was also around this time we all hit puberty and began to take notice of the opposite sex. One of my friends had a “kissing party” and I wasn’t invited. I found out later it was because no one wanted to kiss me.

I was devastated and ashamed. I wondered why I was so gross.

I looked at the girls who were invited and decided right then I must need to be more like them. It was at this moment, the concept of “I am not enough” began to take root. I wanted so desperately to fit in, to be accepted.

“Fitting in is about assessing a situation and becoming who you need to be to be accepted. Belonging, on the other hand, doesn’t require us to change who we are; it requires us to be who we are.”

 The Gifts of Imperfection

                                                                  Brene Brown


For years, I did a lot of fitting in. I pored over magazines looking for the “right” clothes to wear, how to do my make-up “correctly” and what to say. I did a really good job of perfecting the outer version of myself, the “cardboard cut-out” of me, if you will. I also was really good at changing the version of myself to fit the situation, I had so many different cardboard cut-outs, but had lost the real me somewhere among them.

“Believing that you’re enough is what gives you the courage to be authentic.”  Brene Brown

 People can tell you “you are enough” but until you choose to believe it, nothing will change.

I am in the process of writing a book so I can share my story with others. My work with Brave Living & Brave Girl’s Club has been instrumental in me deciding, once-and-for-all, I am enough.

I am enough in all the ways I am, all the ways I am not, in each and every moment, and sometimes I just forget.

It is human to forget.

I have tools now, for when I forget; truth cards, SoulBooks, songs, quotes, and a special little book called, “She Did It Anyway” about my hero story.

You are also enough, just as you are.

Are you ready to believe it?


For a free truth card kit click here or join me May 17 for a Truth Card Gathering


Pass it on…

Over the past several years I, with many, have participated in the trend of choosing a word for the year.

In reflecting over 2016, looking toward 2017, and approaching the ripe age of 52, I was reminded of a story. Several years ago, I was nearing a “large” birthday and I joked that I was going to be 29 again.

My ever wise husband posed a question, “Ok, then which years are you willing to give up?”

“Hmmm…Wow! I hadn’t thought of it that way.” I answered.

“Are you going to give up the year we met? The year we married? The years our girl’s were born?” he questioned.

The thoughts stopped me in my tracks.

I wasn’t willing to give up any of those moments!

Not ONE of those incredible moments AND, amazingly, not one of the difficult ones as well.

We are nothing more than a sum total of all the experiences of our lives. Without the lows, how could we ever appreciate the highs? And without the highs, how could we cope in the midst of the lows?

My vision for my life was altered when I was diagnosed with a chronic illness in 1999 and then another in 2003. I’ve lived through pain, more pain, hospitalizations, tests, MRIs and near death experiences. Periodically I experienced feelings of sadness, guilt, shame, and failure AND at the same time experienced some truly amazing moments of love, peace, and joy.

My story isn’t special or remarkable but I’ve found freedom from the lies I tell myself that fuel those negative feelings. In sharing my story, I have found strength and a new purpose and perhaps unsurprisingly been able to help others on their journey as well.

The word I am choosing for 2017 is… LIGHT.

For me, it is about stoking the fires, keeping them bright, lighting the way and passing it on.

In 2017, I’m looking forward to sharing what I have learned, illuminating the path for others, and passing the torch.

“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”

                                                                                     Edith Wharton


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