Imagine if a flower decided not to bloom because there were so many other flowers in bloom already? That doesn’t even make any sense, right? So why are you holding back on your dream because someone else is “already doing it”? Tell that to the four yoga studios in a two-block radius in the town… Continue reading We Need You.
We do a lot of talking and thinking about our goals, our “gets”, our dreams and wishes… and we say these are things we want, conditions we want to experience, situations we want to manifest. But do you even remotely put in the work? You might think you do. But let’s break it down. Let’s… Continue reading You say you want it…
I woke up this morning and before both feet hit the ground, my mile-long To Do list starting scrolling in my mind. Within a minute of being awake, the overwhelm kicked in and I felt like I had just so much to do that I had to start now and not stop (probably forever). I… Continue reading Stop. Pick One.
I call her my godmother but she didn’t hold me as a baby while a priest blessed me. There’s just no better term that I’m familiar with to explain who she is to me. So, almost 10 years ago, I asked Kathy to be my godmother (with all due respect to the one my parents… Continue reading My Chosen Godmother
Yesterday afternoon, I sat on a blue and teal seat, facing forward (although facing backward doesn’t bother me) on the Long Island Railroad. I was Manhattan-bound to see one of my spiritual advisors, psychic medium Calise Simone. On my journey, I read from The Gifts of Imperfection by Dr. Brene’ Brown. This is the book… Continue reading Who am I to…
On Long Island, there’s a water park called Splish Splash. It opened in 1991. It’s way out east. You can see the tallest slides from the highway as you drive by. During elementary school years, we went to Splish Splash on field trips through the Summer Recreation program, a day camp through our school district.… Continue reading Splash On…
I call Peanut my son but it’s no secret that we aren’t the same species. In being different species, we have different needs. His diet should be 80% grass hay; mine should be 0% hay. He should have unlimited access to hay. I also have unlimited access to hay, but it’s mostly in my shoes… Continue reading Hungry?
On this, the eve of the two year anniversary of my dear friend’s passing, I’m re-posting the story I wrote about her, about us, the day after she left this mortal coil. Before you read this, please call or text that one person you’ve been meaning to reach out to. Take that time. Even if… Continue reading Two Years Gone
Sunday morning. I’ve been out as a morning person for quite some time now. Even the word morning sends a tingle through me. Know thyself and embrace those strengths. Just before these manicured fingers began to dance across the keyboard, I was listening to a podcast recorded by my teacher Gabrielle Bernstein, available through her… Continue reading Vortex of Appreciation
I’m telling on myself today. A friend who is relatively new to the DB Fam called me yesterday. For every ounce Out There, Open and Tell It Like It Is that I am, she is Reserved, Private and Keep It to Yourself in counterbalance. I take our new-found friendship not only as a treasure but… Continue reading I’m Telling