Picture of me and clients in tea ceremony at a Capacity Retreat in my home.     Last week I was scrolling through my Instagram account and I came across a series of posts from quite a few different women about the same topic: things falling apart or unraveling in their lives & businesses. Just a few months ago, as I was speaking with a woman who’d joined my new program, Capacity Shift, she shared with me she’d built up a successful business as a translator for big brands/corporations. But in the last year, she’d started to feel out of alignment with it. This REALLY piqued my curiosity.  Right on cue with her growing feeling of misalignment, many of her …

On the left, me at the vet at 7:30 am & on the right, in a smoke mask sitting in my car doing phone calls. On Monday I had to rush one of my dogs to the vet at 7:30 am and pay an unexpected $300 bill because she had somehow scratched her cornea. My day was so packed with client calls, it was the only time I had to take her before I had to be back at 9 am to let the cleaning ladies in and jump on the phone. I barely had time for a shower. I finished my day at 6:30 pm and at 7:00 pm my entire neighborhood lost electricity. A large wildfire had started …

A participant at my yearly Mary Magdalene retreat in France.   A few years ago, I got to be a witness to one of the worst program launches in history. My poor friend had poured months of work into this new program and opening day was here! But EVERYTHING went wrong. She had THREE THOUSAND people signed up for her webinars where she would sell her new program. But on the day of the webinar, the software had an unforeseeable glitch. This was not her fault at all. It was an uncontrollable tech meltdown. But thousands of people couldn’t get on to the webinar. Only 300 were able to attend in the end. She received over 250 emails in her …

Me with my first crush… who ALSO didn’t like me back!   Back in my teens and early twenties I had a pattern of falling in infatuation with “unrequited love” kind of people. First, it was the guy who talked to me for hours and poured his heart out to me on the phone once a week… but was dating someone else.   Then there was the scientific genius who had no emotional intelligence. Two years after our short-lived “dating” stint where he unceremoniously dumped me after flirting with a woman in front of me all night at a party, he wrote me to tell me he’d never appreciated me as he should have. Too late, buddy…  I could go on …