“Let’s Get Loud!”

If you’re looking for a song to get you off your feet and pumped for the day, look no further than “Let’s Get Loud” as performed by Jennifer Lopez. Whether I’m trying to get motivated to clean my house or speak in front of a room full of people (Note: I’m not sure which is the scarier of the two), this song is at the top of my playlist.

How could you live your life a little LOUDER? What would you do differently? What simple changes could you make RIGHT NOW? Imagine the life you want to live and take a small step each day and you will get there. Your big LOUD beautiful life is waiting!

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“Unwritten”

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything. My brain was on summer vacation and  I had a major case of writer’s block and a virus-laden computer. Enough excuses. I was doing some cleaning and pulled out my MP3 player for a little inspiration. I was blown away by what I heard. I made the playlist during my complete meltdown 3 years ago and listened to it every day on my trudge to and from work. The songs inspired me, motivated me, and helped me work out my personal demons. When I re-listened to the songs a week ago, I couldn’t believe how many amazing messages I found. I decided that if they could help me, maybe they could help someone else. With encouragement from my coaching buddy Sarah Seidelmann to work with what inspires me, I’d like to invite you to join me on this adventure through my personal playlist. Call me DJ LifeCoach.

I can’t imagine starting out with any other song except Natasha Bedingfield’s “Unwritten.” Hills fans will recognize it right away and hopefully still want to give it another listen. I consider it to be my “personal anthem.” The message of this song is a powerful one: as you think about your life’s story, your future is still unwritten. Anything is possible if you open yourself up to life and fully take it all in–the good and the bad. Most importantly, only YOU can do this for yourself and you can start TODAY. What are you waiting for?

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The Power of “No!”

If you make a daily “to do” list–at least in your mind, take a minute right now to run through what’s on it. (I’ll be waiting right here.) Now when you think about everything that’s on that list, how many of the items are things you “have to” do? Without looking at your list, I can answer that question for you: absolutely none of them. Before you start thinking “what does this woman know about my life and what I have to do” or “well of course I have to pay my mortgage/pick up my kids/volunteer for every job that no one else wants to do” let me say that everything we do in life is a CHOICE. I’ll say it again: everything we do in life is a choice. Let that simmer for a minute. You can choose to do those things on your list, or you can choose not to. There may be consequences of your choice (like foreclosure if you fail to pay your mortgage) but you are still always left with a choice.

Take a look at that “to do” list again. Are there any activities on there that you really don’t want to do? That suck the energy right out of you just thinking about them? Why are you doing them? Out of a sense of obligation? Because it’s the “right” thing to do? So people think you’re a good/kind/thoughtful person? Doing things that don’t serve your essential self, the core of who you are, push you that much further away from inner peace and happiness. The way I see it, you have a choice when that happens (because, duh, you always have a choice): you can learn to say “no” (and mean it) or you can keep doing what you’re doing. As Anthony Robbins, motivational coach extraordinaire puts it, “If you do what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always gotten.”

We learned the power of “no” as toddlers when we were learning language and the art of manipulation. Most of us also learned to quickly associate “no” with getting a negative response from our parents. That sure didn’t feel good, so we learned to suppress our “no” response very early in life.  For many women eager to please our parents, then friends, then every other person that crosses our lives we took on the role of “Good Girl” and practically obliterated “no” from our vocabularies.  We did it for what we thought were all the right reasons: keeping everyone else happy makes me feel happy. The problem is, lots of “Good Girls” out there are anything but happy. We’ve become tired, frustrated, annoyed and burnt out because everyone expects so much of us and we have no one to blame but ourselves.

The good news is this: you can turn things around and create real happiness for yourself. The shift begins when you start thinking of yourself as the “Good-to-Myself Girl” instead of the “Good Girl.” If you have a sudden knee-jerk reaction of “oh, that’s so selfish, I could never do that” I encourage you to keep an open mind. The people who truly love you and have your best interests at heart want YOU to have YOUR best interests at heart, too. But more important than what “everyone” thinks, imagine how you will feel when you’re being true to yourself and doing things that you WANT to do. Happier? Stronger? More fulfilled?

Before I jump in the water, I do the “big toe test.”  First I dip my big toe in, then all my toes, then my foot, then my ankle. I’m sure you get the picture. I’m not one to just jump in. If you’re like me, and the idea of saying “no” feels like a big lake filled with cold water and unknown slimy things, there’s a “big toe test” for this, too, except I call it the “little no test.” (Clever, I know.) Here’s how it works: start practicing saying “no” with little things first and as you gain confidence and see that you will survive, and even thrive, you will be ready for the big “no”s that come your way. When you start saying “no” you may find yourself wanting to justify to others why you’re saying no and come up with all sorts of explanations. That is the Good Girl rearing her ugly head again. The beauty of “no” is that IT IS A COMPLETE SENTENCE and the Good-to-Myself Girl already knows that the only one she needs to justify anything to is herself.

Sometimes just saying “no” doesn’t always work (sorry Nancy Reagan). Sometimes we have to make the choice to do things that we don’t enjoy doing. In those cases, you can use the “Three B’s” as described by Martha Beck in her book, Steering by Starlight: Find Your Right Life No Matter What. You’ve already determined that the first “B”–”Bag it” (by not doing it) isn’t going to work for you, so you can try to “Barter it” (get someone else to do it) or “Better it” (make it more fun or reward yourself afterward). This is where you can get very creative with activities that are less than inspiring: like cleaning your house. You can find someone else to do it for money or a swap of duties or you can crank up the music and make it a dance party. The key is to find a way to make it more meaningful for you and by doing that, you have given yourself a good dose of happiness and inner peace by connecting right to your essential self.

Have yourself a little ceremony: one where you say good-bye to the Good Girl and hello to the Good-to-Myself Girl. Welcome her to the party with open arms and an open heart. Remind her that it may be tough-going at first, but with each “no” she will chip away a little more of the Good Girl cover until her true self is revealed. When that happens she will be truly unstoppable.

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Is the Fountain of Youth Filled with Grapefruit Juice?

Forget about plastic surgery, Botox, or any of those anti-aging creams on the market today. Apparently, all you need to take 6 years off your age is a spritz of pink grapefruit or so says a 2005 study by Chicago’s Smell & Taste Treatment and Research Foundation . Before you go making a mad dash for the produce aisle of the grocery store, let’s take a closer look at the study. Middle-aged women were “smeared” with scents including pumpkin pie, spearmint, cucumber, broccoli, banana, lavender, and pink grapefruit while male participants were asked to guess their age. The only scent that had a noticeable effect on male perception of a woman’s age was pink grapefruit. Interestingly, when the tables were turned, scent had no effect on a woman’s perception of a man’s age. If women are biologically programmed to be able to smell a dirty diaper long before it’s fully “ripe,” perhaps our sense of smell works differently?  Or, perhaps we’re not so easily fooled.

Either way, after hearing about this study, I began to understand why I’ve seen so many grapefruit-scented products on the market in recent years. They are everywhere: body lotion, perfume, liquid hand soap, lip gloss; I could go on and on. The study didn’t say that we would look younger if we doused ourselves with pink grapefruit scent, only that we would be perceived by men as being younger. I believe that the Beauty Industry is playing games with us once again, feeding off of the insecurities many women have about our age and how we are perceived by others. This is how most beauty products are marketed to us, and it starts at a very young age.  If we didn’t have these insecurities in the first place, companies would have to change their marketing strategies; it would be an advertising revolution bigger than Dove’s “Campaign for Real Beauty.”  The real issue seems to be: why do we care so much about what others think of us in the first place?

Disclaimer: If you’re one of those people who loves to wear pink grapefruit scent because YOU love it, go ahead, knock yourself out! If you’re a beauty junkie (like I am) and get excited about a new eyeshadow palette the way a 4-year old gets excited about a new box of crayons, so be it. If you smear and slather creams, serums, lotions, and potions because you like the way your skin looks afterwards, that’s great. What I’m saying here is that using products is not necessarily a questionable thing; however, your motivation for using these products just might be.

In her book, “Finding Your Own North Star: Claiming the Life You Were Meant to Live,” author, life coach, (and my life coaching trainer) Martha Beck discusses what psychologists call “the generalized other” or, who Martha refers to as “Everybody.” As it turns out, everyone has an “Everybody”– an amalgamation of the opinons of a few nay-sayers stored in our brains that we allow to guide our thoughts. It’s a sort of built-in approval seeking and self-protection mechanism. Teenagers seem to have the volume on their “Everybody” turned up full-blast.  For example, a certain middle schooler may try to talk her parents into getting her a cell phone saying, “Everybody has one, Mom!” but when you ask her to name “Everybody” who has a cell phone, you may find out she can only name a handful of people. Unfortunately, we don’t leave our “Everybody” behind with our youth. You might try to talk yourself into buying a new anti-aging product because you are convinced that “Everybody” has been staring at the microscopic age spot on your cheek. The cool thing is that while your brain built this “Everybody” made up of those who might not have your best interests at heart, you can rebuild your team and recreate a whole new “Everybody”–sort of like your own personal fan club. The new “Everybody” you create is a very powerful weapon in the battle against low self-esteem because  “Everybody” in your fan club loves you and thinks you are the best thing to come along since sliced bread.

Martha goes into detail in “North Star” about how to explore and recreate your “Everybody.” She suggests that good way to start is to think of people that encourage and support you no matter what: this is your fan club and the “Everybody” you want in your corner. Put pictures of them in a place where you’ll see them every day as a reminder of how awesome they think you are. If you have written proof of your awesomeness such as emails, notes, or cards from these people, include them with your pictures. Every time you hear your old “Everybody” rear its ugly head, picture your  new “Everybody” drowning them out with their cheers.

I see a revolution on the horizon: one in which girls and women, armed with a healthy dose of  self-esteem and a powerful team of “Everybody” transform the world and redefine what it means to be beautiful.  No longer prisoners of the Media and Corporate America, which have made a tremendous amount of money preying on our fears and self-doubt, we buy products on our own terms and dictate how they are sold to us. Idealistic? Maybe. Possible? You bet.  Each of us has the power within ourselves to start the revolution. And the sweet smell of success? I’d be willing to bet it’s not grapefruit-scented.

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Daycare: The Gift That Keeps on Giving

As Mothers’ Day approaches, I find myself thinking about the journey of motherhood I’ve been fortunate to be on for the last 12 years. What I know for sure is that I haven’t done it alone. In the spirit of “it takes a village” I want to take some time to thank the people who’ve had a hand in helping me raise my children. There are the grandparents who’ve spent time with my kids so that I could do something for myself, the aunts and uncles who’ve taken the time to let my kids know that they are loved, the neighbors who’ve welcomed them in their homes like they were their own children, the teachers who brought out the best in them, the doctors who helped me care for them when they were sick, and my husband, who is just plain awesome (and didn’t tell me to write that). There are others, for sure, who’ve crossed our path in the last 12 years, and if I’ve left someone out, it’s unintentional. Many of those years are more than a little blurry.

I’ve seen both sides of the work-outside-the-home work-inside-the-home debate. I’ve been both “queen of the hive” and a “worker bee.” I know that I would have been completely dysfunctional at work had it not been for the amazing woman who watched my children and gave me total peace of mind so I could do my job. “Daycare Provider” is a title that doesn’t even sum up all the amazing things she did for my kids. There were the “little” things like removing splinters with the skilled fingers of a surgeon, the endless wiping of noses and other body parts, the creative genius of turning a hot dog into an octopus, and the countless other things–some that I’m not even aware that she did– but that made all the difference to my kids. Then there are the “biggies,” like teaching my kids how to be a good friend, helping them learn to write, teaching them special prayers, teaching them how to cook, teaching them the value of fitness by going on “bear hunt” walks, encouraging honesty as the best policy, and reinforcing all the things we were teaching them at home. I could go on and on. Krista was truly our partner in every way in helping us raise our kids.

Three years ago, I  made the decision to leave my job and work from home, which was made even more difficult with the realization that I would have to fly solo without Krista. That was by far the hardest part. Not only had she been my kids “guardian angel” but she had been mine as well. She listened patiently to my stories of struggles at work, cried with me when my father died, and celebrated with me when good karma came my way. She had been in our lives for almost 10 years and seen our family through our brightest and darkest moments. How were we all going to live without her, I wondered to myself.  What I discovered, though, was that what she really gave us was the gift of  love, and that love is going to remain in our hearts forever. Her gift just keeps on giving, too–my kids still say the prayers she taught them, they’ve started making some of their favorite “Krista recipes” for themselves, and they have fantastic friend negotiation skills, among other things. One of my daughters has said that when she grows up, she wants to be a daycare provider. I would say she has already learned from the best.

How could I ever regret the decision I made to place my children in daycare? I was not less of a mother because I chose to work outside the home.  I believe I became a better mother because I had a partner in the very challenging task of raising children. My kids would not be the people they are today without Krista, and for that, I will be forever grateful.

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Unplug Yourself

My laptop, which had become like an extension of my hands, was surgically removed by my husband last weekend so he could participate in the world’s largest trivia contest. I found myself unable to check my email or Facebook post updates on a whim (or out of boredom). I felt disconnected from my virtual world, and you know what? It actually felt good. I found myself with extra time on my hands and other things to do. I cleaned my house, played a game with my daughter, and did some baking. I went outside and absorbed as much sunshine as I could (through my SPF, of course). I felt much more accessible to things that really matter in my life, and much less accessible to things that only seem to suck the time out of my day.

I find this ironic because in the last year, my laptop had been my lifeline to the outside world. Unemployed and looking for my next career move  I got lost online easily. I had no idea what exactly I was searching for but I was sure I could find it, if I just Googled some magic combination of words. On one such expedition, I downloaded some information that sounded interesting to me, and then I walked away from my computer for a few days. When I returned, I discovered that I had found just what I was looking for and I was ready to take the next steps toward a new career.

So it seems that unplugging myself from my virtual world has done some powerful things for my life. I wonder if you, dear reader, will find the same to be true for you? Whether you are “addicted” to your Blackberry, iPhone, laptop, or some other communication device, I challenge you to try putting it away for a day and see what happens. For those of you who are hardcore users, you may want to try turning off your device for an hour or two the first time you try this, in order to avoid a possible shock to your system.  If the idea of this little experiment freaks you out, put a positive spin on it: party like it’s 1979. (For my young, hip readers out there, that means no cell phone, no voice mail, no computer, no video games, no iPods,  no Tivo, no VCR and no cable TV–and yes, we did still manage to have fun).  Who will you be when you’re less accessible and unplugged? Although I won’t be chained to my computer awaiting your response, I will be eager to hear what happened when you tried this.

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Clean Out Your Closet and Clean Up Your Life

Twice a year I like to clean out my closet as I anticipate the changing of seasons. There’s something about looking through my clothes that makes me feel like an archeologist digging up ancient history. I see the red blouse I wore on Oprah the day my life changed and the dress I wore to a friend’s wedding when I finally felt like a grown-up. After my grandfather died, I asked my grandmother for one of his flannel shirts. It has moved with me from my dorm room to my first apartment to the house I now live in–like he’s still on this journey with me somehow. It hangs next to one of those crazy tourist-looking Hawaiian shirts that my dad loved to wear. Both shirts serve as a physical reminder for me of how fortunate I was to have those great men in my life. I may be sentimental, but I’m no hoarder. I have purged clothing that I wore during some of the unhappier times in my life just as I was learning to let go of the painful feelings associated with them. I nearly emptied my closet twice after two major career transitions when I realized that my clothes no longer reflected the person I had become. Holding onto those clothes would’ve held me back from fully moving forward. Who needs negative energy literally hanging around and staring you in the face each morning? I sure don’t.

This week I challenge you to become your own archeologist and dig through the history in your closet. Depending on where you are on your path, this may be very emotion-filled work.  I do hope that it inspires you to clear out the negative energy of your past  in order to make room for the inner peace and positivity that comes from embracing who you are right now. Here’s how to do it:

1. Find a time when you’re having what you consider to be a “good” day. Going through your closet at a highly-charged emotional time might make for regret down the road. Allow yourself 2-3 hours of uninterrupted time.

2. If you haven’t cleaned out your closet since before the rise on jeans dropped to near plumber-butt level or if you have trouble letting go of things that aren’t good for you, enlist the help of a supportive friend who’s skilled in “tough love.” You’ll be glad you did.

2. Start with three to four large trash bags: one for the resale shop or garage sale (if you’re into that), one for donations, one for trash (clothing beyond repair and recycle-ability) and one if you’re having a swap meet with friends (more about that later). Keep a laundry basket nearby for clothing you want to keep that needs mending.

3. Go through each item of clothing and ask yourself the following questions (print out and tape it to a shelf if it helps):

  • Have I worn this at all in the last season?
  • Does it fit within 5 pounds of my current weight? (10 pounds = 1 clothing size)
  • Does it reflect the person I am right now and the person I want to be?
  • Does it make me feel happy/positive/light-filled?
  • Is the style current?

If you answer “no” to any of these questions, put it in one of the bags. Go with your first instinct and don’t second guess yourself. If it’s important to you to get some money out of a particular item, put it in the resale or garage sale bag. Remember that at most you may only get back about 20-30% of the original price of the item and less if it’s at a garage sale. If you are ok with seeing your clothing/accessories/shoes on one of your friends, put it in the swap bag, and if it feels right to donate it, there’s a bag for that too. Avoid donating items that look too well-loved or worn out; that’s what the “trash” bag is for.  Keep a few things that remind you of happy times and places if that suits you (sorry, no pun intended here).  If there are pockets, make sure you check them. I once found $20 that way. You may come across something doesn’t belong to you; pull it out and return it to its rightful owner. Do not, I repeat, do not go digging back in the bag. Let it all go.

Now take a second look through what’s left. It may be time to go shopping for some new pieces. Short on cash? That’s where the resale/garage sale bag(s) come in. Better yet, make a party of it! Send this post to several friends and have them clean out their closets too; then host a swap party. Have guests drop off their unwanted items at your house a few days before the event. Add in your stuff and with a little creative merchandising, you can turn a room in your house into a chic little boutique. Not so artistic? Enlist the help of a friend who is. Party guests can feel free to take home whatever they like (hopefully there will be no fights) and whatever is left can get donated.

Allow yourself time to process the feelings you’ve encountered (both the good and the bad) when you’re done. Pay close attention to how you feel. Tired? Energized? Lighter? Relieved? There’s no right or wrong answer here. Just note how you feel. Now raise your hand in the air, reach around, and give yourself a well-deserved pat on the back. Take time to celebrate this accomplishment.  You’ve just taken a step inward towards true self. Who would have thought you’d have found her (or him) in your closet?

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What’s a life coach anyway?

The first time I heard the term “life coach,” I was sitting in Harpo Studios next to Oprah, which is almost like staring into the sun for too long. Marcus Buckingham, career guru extraordinaire, was telling me and 28 other burned-out working women that we were each going to get to work with a life coach. I’m pretty sure those words passed right through me as my brain tried to absorb every detail of the 3-hour workshop I was lucky enough to get chosen for (all while telling myself that I was not going to cry on camera). I waited until after I got back to the hotel to have a complete breakdown–which lasted through lunch and the 2 1/2 hour drive home. Lucky for me that my husband was there to drive me home; unlucky for him that he had to witness my catharsis.

Prior to that workshop, I had lived a life that I had tried very carefully to plan: go to college, get married, get a job, have kids, live happily ever after. The problem was, I had to learn the hard way that life doesn’t work like that: kids can be born with health problems, parents can die before you feel grown-up, marriage (even to your best friend) takes a lot of work, and a dream job can turn into a nightmare. I was stuck, and I had no idea how to get unstuck. I found myself on Oprah.com one day and with a few random clicks found details about applying for the workshop. Even though I thought that a workshop about “finding your passion” was just what I needed, I almost didn’t send the email. I can’t even begin to imagine what my life would be like now if I hadn’t.

When Oprah Winfrey is standing less than 20 feet in front of you, looks you right in the eye, and says, “I want you to live your best life,” how do you say no? I decided right then and there in her studio that the road I had been traveling on was worn out and beaten, and was coming to a dead end. It was time to pave a new path, and even though I was armed with a new outlook courtesy of the workshop, I still wasn’t quite ready to move forward. Then Nancy Day-Blasberg came into my life.  She is one of Marcus Buckingham’s elite life coaches, and I consider her to be my living guardian angel.  She helped me see that I didn’t have to have all the answers right away. “You don’t have to know how you’re going to do it, just what you want and why, and the how will come,” she told me.  And guess what? She was right.  She didn’t tell me what to do or offer any opinions; instead, she listened and helped me hear my own words. Just like Glinda the Good Witch in the “Wizard of Oz,” my coach taught me that I had the power to change my life all along, and she taught me how to use it.

I was foolish enough to think that once I started making a new life for myself, all this heightened personal growth would cushion me from life’s blows, but it didn’t. I’ve had more ups and downs than a Six Flags’ rollercoaster since then, but with the help of my life coach, I’ve been able to negotiate every turn.  Along the way I’ve realized that inside me was a life coach just bursting to get out. I’ve decided it’s time for me to “pay it forward” and so I started my own life coaching business. Consider me your “personal growth trainer.” I’m not a therapist, and I’ll be the first one to suggest you find one if I think you need it. However, if you’re feeling “stuck” in your own life, I’d be happy to help you work your way out. I’m just a click away.

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“Oscar Curse” or is Sandra Bullock more like us than we thought?

Before being officially confirmed, various news sources are reporting that Sandra Bullock is having marital problems. They’re even going so far as to call it the “Oscar Curse”–pointing out other actresses who, after winning an Academy Award, had a breakup of a relationship. This includes: Hilary Swank, Halle Berry, Reese Witherspoon, Julia Roberts, Kate Winslet, and Charlize Theron (if you really push the envelope–no pun intended). Can you imagine having your most painful life moments aired for the whole world to see? It’s such a shame that as a society we are “entertained” by others’ tragedies. Perhaps there is something more powerful to be learned here.

These fabulous actresses have life experiences more similar to ours than we may think. No matter how surreal Hollywood seems to us, they are real people with real feelings and real lives.  Achieving personal or professional success (no matter how publicly you do it) doesn’t make you immune to life’s disappointments and tragedies. Have you ever been on top of your game only to be knocked down by a life event you never saw coming? Or, maybe you knew it was simmering under the surface all along but were so caught up in the hoopla of your life that you refused to acknowledge it? All the “junk” in our lives seems to get pulled front-and-center when we’re experiencing our highest highs and lowest lows. It’s up to us to decide how we’re going to face the challenges that are put in front of us.

As someone wise once said, “The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts, and start searching for different ways or truer answers.”

No one is immune to suffering and loss but each and every one of us is capable of working through it.  I wish there was an awards show for people who’ve overcome great tragedies.  I’d like to nominate a few “ordinary” people who’ve done extraordinary things with the hand they’ve been dealt.  I’d pull out the red carpet for them myself. As for Sandra Bullock and whatever may (or may not) be going on in her life, I’m hoping she comes out of this an even bigger winner.

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Let’s get this party started!

Truth Love Beauty is a lifestyle makeover coaching business aimed at changing your life one post at a time. Whether you’re considering a career or style change, or just doing some soul-searching I invite you to join the party as we celebrate inner and outer beauty.

Up until now, beauty has been narrowly defined. The time has come to broaden that definition. It’s time to stop battling the image we think we see in the mirror and learn to embrace the features that make each of us unique. I’m not going to tell you to throw away your concealer or your anti-wrinkle/brightening/clarifying/toning moisturizer-serum-potion (unless it’s old or I think it’s a waste of your money) but I will challenge you to see yourself in a whole new light.

The “truth” in Truth Love Beauty has a literal and a metaphoric meaning here. I’ve scoured the corners of the cosmetic industry to bring you only the most truthful information about beauty and skin care products. I’ll sort through the hype and marketing ploys so you don’t have to. Not interested in that so much? No problem, I’ve got bigger plans for you! I’m also here to help you find your truth, or your life’s purpose, and if my blog is not enough, feel free to contact me about coaching services. The first session is always free!

Ever wonder just what the beauty and self-help industries have in common? They take themselves too seriously. I promise not to do that (unless I’m putting on eyeliner–laughing just makes the line get too bumpy). Think of this blog as a playground of ideas. Try a few on if you’d like, see how they look or feel, and if you don’t like them, tell me about it!

Intrigued? I hope so. Let’s get this party started…

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