When I was a little girl, my grandparents had a magical family farm and my grandfather loved the earth, the dirt, the shade of a tree. He was and still is the soul I look to for guidance. He knew when to talk and when to listen. He was an angel on earth to guide and deliver messages of hope and love.

When I was first divorced, one of the hardest things for me to realize was that the traditions I had started for my family had to change and that most things would never be the same. Traditions give us structure and familiarity. Sometimes when life shifts, we hold on tight to the things we know for comfort.

I had just blended all the ingredients, added a little coconut milk, salt, and pepper...and then literally poured in nutmeg. I don’t know how much you know about nutmeg, but a little goes a long way.

Judgment is a reflection; it’s like looking in the mirror. What we think about someone else gives us a peek at what we believe about ourselves. We tend to judge what we don't understand or appreciate about ourselves.

When we’re upset, we often stay on the surface of unhappiness. I’m mad at “him” because “he” said or did that. Picture a weed coming through a crack in the cement. We see what’s above, but what’s below? The roots keep the weed growing, fertile, and alive.

Who can relate to holding on so tight that we choke off future possibilities? Recognizing we’re clutching onto something or someone for dear life is the tricky part for almost everyone.

This post is for you, my fellow super snackers. If you've ever found yourself on the couch with chocolate chips stuck to your pj's, you're my people.

Doing the right thing isn’t always easy or obvious, but it is always worth a try. Today, I’m faced with a personal challenge that weighs heavy on my heart and takes up real estate in my mind.

Boundaries are a good thing! Why do we need boundaries? Boundaries can create space for you to blossom.

Whether we're giving it or receiving it, if we're participating, we're gossiping. Although most of us have enjoyed a spicy bit of gossip here and there, what's the harm?