I’ve overcome so much, yet as I age things are happening or changing. Issues I’ve never had before are occurring.

A baby was saved today because a Respiratory Therapist put in a double shift…

The world is constantly changing, it took a pandemic to bring that reality to people.

The generation I leave behind will be healthier, happier, and much more successful in their lives than I was. This means they have a better understanding of themselves and the world at a much younger age than I did.

Give in. You know what your soul wants. Just listen and take action. You are safe. It's not too late.

Stand in your power, there is a reason you are in this moment.

When we have jumped in with both hands and feet, we start to discover that our thoughts create the most beautiful and exciting outcomes.

When you do not live in the moment or presence tense, your bodies experience anxiety. The anxiety of the unknown or the belief that you will experience dome or glom or the unknown. Your mind makes up stories about things that have not even occurred yet.

I woke up on a Thursday morning in the seventh week of physical distancing, desperately needing to hug my son, typically that would have been a real possibility, he only lives three hours away.

How do we reduce fear?

Hope is not a dream of what you want, it is an understanding of how you want it. Hope comes from within.

I believed in me, I had a vision. So why now do I believe that I can’t do that again? Why do I feel like an imposter?

Only when we first help ourselves can we effectively help others. Caring for yourself is one of the most important - and one of the most often forgotten-things you can do as a caregiver.

Loneliness can be a state of mind. You can be a room full of people and still feel lonely. Loneliness can also occur when you are alone at home, driving in a car or at work in a cubical or room by yourself.

I have been uncomfortable with conflict. The energy and words around conflict scare me. I am learning to have the confidence to speak the truth about my feelings.

Yellow roses were Louise Hay’s favourite. I always buy yellow roses for my workshops or other events to honour the women who shared her messages of love with the world. Within these dozen roses, I noticed one had a red tinge on a few peddles. My initial thought was, “the rose is flawed.”

What is freedom?

What does freedom look like to you?