There are days when I ponder the big picture, when I try to determine who I am, where I’m going and how I can help the world. Then there are times when I try to figure out what I like better… women or boobs.If I had a dollar for each minute that involved thinking about women, boobs, or women’s boobs, I would be a rich, rich lady. In particular, I love how women join together to help each other, and I especially love watching this happen online, where I have a tiny piece of that...
The early morning chill surrounds me as I sit on my deck, sipping my coffee. Birds twitter in the trees as a squirrel makes its way through the branches above. The leaves are beginning to change colors, staining my view with bright shades of orange and red. I stretch toward the sky, reaching my hands in a gesture of appreciation for the beauty before me and asking for the energy of the Universe to continue to propel me forward. Today is the first day of a week-long seminar on women’s well-being,...
Have you ever had one of those weekends that just flies by, and its not until later that you can really reflect on the dizzy time spent with a group of women who just make your world go around, even if its kind of fuzzy. Yeah, that was awesome. From the imaginary tequila shots and blur to follow, to the fabulous pedicures, to the spirit circle and finally back for more drinks, it was a fantastic weekend. I only panicked about not working/writing a few times, and I got to see sides of these women...
