There are few times in my life when I have taken the plunge on big decisions. More often, caution—and resistance to change—take the driver’s seat. Maybe at the root of it all is a little voice called doubt. Sometimes we doubt when life brings us to a fork in the road. Is one choice better… Continue reading A Voice Called Doubt
How many times have you wrestled with your purpose? Sometimes I wonder if we spend more time questioning our purpose, rather than taking action. Am I alone here? Every now and then I start to doubt where I’m at in life. This year I am turning 30 at the end of December, and boy have… Continue reading Just the Beginning
A moment on the lips is a lifetime on the hips. We’ve heard the phrase before. Especially when our gym partner slaps a donut from our hand. I’m not here to talk about diets, though. What I am more interested in is if we consider this reality in our daily lives. The Python Was… Continue reading Was it Worth It?
Wherever you find yourself reading this—maybe you are holding a hot dog under the fireworks—I wonder if you worry about your next meal. Not just a food picture worthy of the gram… I am asking if you ever wonder what you would do if you had to beg for food? The Encounter This Sunday I… Continue reading I Was Hungry, And You Fed Me
A couple weeks ago I was sitting inside a Miami Beach restaurant with some friends over a shared dessert. Let’s call it girl talk. One of the girls brought up the book Option B by Sheryl Sandberg and Adam Grant. The next day I saw the book on the first page of a bookseller’s website.… Continue reading Learn Resilience Before the Trial
When I last took my Pomeranian to the vet, I was told he was a couple pounds overweight. For us a few pounds over are hardly noticeable. But for a three-year-old pom, it could mean joint problems in a few years. So I did what any sensible pet owner would do. I put him on… Continue reading Spoiled by the Microwave
Every night of the week I pack my workout clothes into a small black tote. It is labeled “Fresh” and it hangs off one corner of my bed, ready to be loaded into the car the next morning. That is about the only motivation I need to get myself to the gym. The same is… Continue reading Motivation, where are you?