Think of the last time you felt stressed. Maybe it happened in your car, your kitchen, a conversation, a waiting room, or while scrolling through your phone. Stress often rises when the outcome...


Think of the last time you felt stressed. Maybe it happened in your car, your kitchen, a conversation, a waiting room, or while scrolling through your phone. Stress often rises when the outcome...

Sometimes when we want answers, what we’re really looking for is a way to calm our anxiety. If we knew the plan and what would happen, then we could relax. We could feel more in control. Things...
What can we know for sure? In a world full of news headlines and shifting opinions, uncertainty and endless scrolling, so many of us are asking that question. We long to know what’s real and true....
This week has been full of unexpected challenges. Maybe I'm not the only one? I sat in our cozy brown leather chair this morning and wrote this prayer. I'm sending it your way in case you or someone...

“There’s something wrong with me.” I’ve heard that sentence from dear friends, resilient clients, and strangers whose conversations I can’t help but overhear as I write in coffee shops. It’s usually...

It feels like the ground keeps shifting lately. News cycles move faster than our nervous systems can keep up with. Certainty feels scarce. Conversations feel sharper. So many of us are tired,...

The phone call comes. Hard news on the other end of the line. I listen and nod. By the time I hang up I feel a weight on my shoulders, like it all depends on me. I begin to worry. This is what I can...

The air smells like sugar and cinnamon as I walk into my favorite bakery. I’m here for a pie-making class and nervous about this new undertaking. (I once made ciabatta bread that turned out so badly...

I’m driving on a beautiful afternoon, the leaves just beginning to turn gold, orange, and crimson. I have my favorite playlist on, snacks in my bag, and a weekend away with friends to anticipate....

Yesterday afternoon the skies split open and rain spilled onto the streets. I drove home from a coffee shop barely able to see, windshield wipers swishing, and heart pounding, wondering if I'd make...