This past week, I finally hit the “bone weary, can’t take another step” place. After months of travel, closets cleaned out, and one phone call from my doctor… everything stopped. Sometimes God gives us a moment that forces us to finally pay attention. I’m choosing to listen. 💛

Some spaces invite us to slow down, reflect, and see life in a new way. While spending time at the lake house, I found myself gathering small treasures, stones, keepsakes, and reminders of prayer, to create a simple altar. Each piece felt like a symbol of gratitude, of redefining what “home” can mean, and of remembering to invite God into the ordinary moments.

Goodness is everywhere if we’re willing to see it. Sometimes it shows up in the simplest of ways, like sitting in a parking lot outside of Michael’s, about to pick up supplies to start a creative project.

Life has a beautiful way of surprising us when we stay open to adventure. My original plan was to spend a month in Santa Fe writing and recharging, but when housing fell through time after time, the path shifted, and what unfolded was even better than I could have imagined. I always try to wear yellow when the weather is like this. It’s amazing  how people respond. I receive energy just from wearing a simple color. I feel like I’m bringing the sun to people who are longing

It’s been raining for days in North Carolina. All has been gray and muddy bad hair all around. I am wearing yellow! I always try to wear yellow when the weather is like this. It’s amazing  how people respond. I receive energy just from wearing a simple color. I feel like I’m bringing the sun to people who are longing for the sun.

After starting the first of 12 coaching calls to develop her one-woman show, Amy Duvall reflects on how creativity can flow with ease, sometimes arriving in just 27 minutes instead of a full hour. Guided by her coach, Alison Wonder, she notes the joy of effortless moments while also acknowledging that not every day will feel that smooth, since resistance is part of the creative process.

What is your life mission statement? I found mine many years ago in the words of Maya Angelou Every word of this statement speaks to me. It is how I want to live my life in every minute! 

a new endeavor by a TEDx speaking coach to write a show But before long my friend, Cathy, from Cincinnati, sent me a text saying, ‘would you like to go to the Counting Crows concert tonight?’ I’m a lover of all things musical, and so, even though I have not followed the Counting Crows closely, I immediately said, YES! with a huge exclamation point! She called and laughingly explained that her boyfriend had bought her Counting Crows tickets for her birthday, which was

So yesterday I woke up and it seemed like an ordinary day.  But before long my friend, Cathy, from Cincinnati, sent me a text saying, ‘would you like to go to the Counting Crows concert tonight?’ I’m a lover of all things musical, and so, even though I have not followed the Counting Crows closely, I immediately said, YES! with a huge exclamation point! She called and laughingly explained that her boyfriend had bought her Counting Crows tickets for her birthday, which

So yesterday I woke up and it seemed like an ordinary day.  But before long my friend, Cathy, from Cincinnati, sent me a text saying, ‘would you like to go to the Counting Crows concert tonight?’ I’m a lover of all things musical, and so, even though I have not followed the Counting Crows closely, I immediately said, YES! with a huge exclamation point! She called and laughingly explained that her boyfriend had bought her Counting Crows tickets for her birthday, which

Each day brings its own trouble and its own solutions. Life is always bitter, always sweet. It’s the balance that keeps seesawing.  We love and cheer the good times and complain and, hopefully, survive the bad.  We tend to only think of life from our own narrow perspective and rarely try to keep our eyes and vision looking up and view our lives from above. It’s a difficult thing to do, especially for long periods of difficult life circumstances. 

On this past Monday, I arrived home from a two-week road trip. I went from North Carolina to Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana...

There’s something sacred about starting again. Not just the fresh calendar or the cleaned-out drawer kind of starting over, but the soul-deep kind. The kind where you’ve walked through something, maybe even broken a little, and still, you choose to begin. Again.