There’s something deeply satisfying about capturing my thoughts, pairing them with the perfect photo or tagline, and seeing the finished product come together.

Life has a way of humbling us just when we start to believe our own hype.

I know I’m not ready to give up sweets entirely, but I can start with a small, manageable goal.

What if all you need today is a little love? And what about the people (or pets) around you—could they use a little extra kindness too?

I’m delighted to say that everything turned out perfectly, nothing was forgotten and everyone raved about it.

So, this year I’m making a habit of deliberately taking a few moments of stillness to just sit and admire it. My heart fills with appreciation and gratitude.

When you feel yourself slipping into self-doubt because of someone else’s words or actions, pause and ask: “Is this really true, or am I letting someone else’s story become my own?”

Every day I exchange WhatsApp messages with a girlfriend. Every week I have a standing phone call with two different coworkers who have become friends. Every two weeks, I catch up with a friend in Greece. Every month I speak with my former manager who’s become a close friend.   I was thinking to myself this week, where would I be without these frequent touchstones?   I’m sure I wouldn’t laugh as much as I do.   I’m quite sure I wouldn’t be as wise as I am. Mostly I’m sure I w

Amid all the trouble, we could shift our question to asking what is going well in this moment.

I was getting to know a man from the dating sites. He seemed nice enough so I decided we could meet. We met for dessert and the conversation flowed. I had fun so I agreed to a second date.   He had been in the habit of texting me each morning and he did the next day and then silence. For four days I didn’t hear from him. I wasn’t too bothered, as I’ve experienced this before with some men.   On the fifth day, the rage texts started; four of them in rapid succession. They seem

This is the kind of comment that would have had me spiraling down in a sea of insecurity in the past. Not this time! I know I have too much to offer to allow myself to be judged solely on my body type.

Imagine a woman who tells the truth.
 A woman who trusts her experience of the world and expresses it.


Imagine a woman who authors her own life. A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.


A laugh that keeps on giving; those are the best.

I realized how much of my regular life is spent rushing from one thing to the next, rarely savoring the moment. Here, time felt abundant.

Giving up was simply not an option. This is what we do. This is our work.

I first allow myself to feel it (‘feel it to heal it’). I don’t wallow in it, I don’t let it take up residence, but I give it its due. And then I get to work on reframing it.

I needed to change my expectations from anticipating failure, to anticipating success.

I made this video about my sister Debbie and how she made a difference in every area of my life but particularly in my career and who I have become.

The difference now is that I can see my way to enjoying and approving of what I look like now, on the way to something better.