A few days ago I posted on our Fighting for Fabulous facebook page…

This was quite a post for me as I tend to be a bit guarded online.  But I was struck by the reality that I was not the only woman who cried herself to sleep that night.  And the fact that no matter how positive or brave I was in the morning, the issues were still unresolved and the best path unclear.

But there has been a settling in me over the past few days that...

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I’ve been thinking about the word belief a lot lately.  It was spurred on by a post from my friend Ann, in which she wrote…“See, hope is beautiful, but it’s always clouded with a mist of ‘maybe,’…But belief is hope with conviction.  Belief says ‘I know’ this is going to happen.  I know my life will be different.  Not that my life can be different, but that my life will be different.” 

Those words inspired me.  And got me thinking. 

About belief… conviction… the acceptance of...

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I started 2011 without defined goals… In many ways I was hopeful, in need of some changes. And in some areas of life I felt like I had reached the end of my rope, and was considering giving up.  I had no idea that 2011 would be a pivotal year for me - one full of change and monumental importance in determining who I will become. In 2011 I loved with passion, felt truly known, experienced loss, celebrated great victories, took risks, practiced audacious courage, made hard decisions, and felt more like the real me than ever...

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“He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize.”

I read this line by Oscar Wilde and stopped for a moment to be totally inspired. There’s something powerful in the idea of living poetry that you cannot write. While others sit back, and write poetry, possibly beautiful poetry, that they never realize. To me, living poetry is a worthy goal. Dynamic, fearless, full of risk, and powerfully alive.

Let me unpack this idea a little bit further... It is in my DNA to plan. On my...

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A friend wrote to me once, that he felt like he was taking me on a roller coaster ride.... hmmm.... he was... and then he continued to write, "and sometimes roller coasters can be exhilarating, and sometimes they just make you sick."  My reply to him, was that roller coasters make it to my happy list (yes, i have a list of things that make me happy....), and it was my responsibility to know when to get off the ride.  

Now hear me out... I wasn't just making excuses for him (at least...

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