let’s have a laugh

fancy a laugh?

I think we can all agree that this week has been intense in the U.S., yes? 

And even if you’re in another country, there’s always something distressing happening in the news, no matter how good times are.

Halfway through this week, I felt an overpowering urge to laugh.

So I compiled a handful of videos that make me burst into fits of laughter.

I hope they do the same for you.

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My fellow House of Cards fans will, I hope, love this: House of Cue Cards.

Speaking of which, did you see Ellen Degeneres’ cameo on the show?

Barkley’s New Boots made me laugh so hard. So hard.

This shark-cat cleans the kitchen in style.

This corgi really knows how to relax for a massage.

2 Chains’ youngest fan? Quite possibly.

Behold: The ferocious armadillo pounce.

This is definitely what cats are really thinking.

Truth or Truth with Stephen Colbert.

This is a song about a baby monkey riding on a small pig. You are so very welcome.

The sleepiest li’l baby!

And this doggy kissing booth is just . . . precious. Just totally precious.

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Wishing you all some giggles, and a happy, safe weekend.



sunny seattle portraits (with thekla!)

thekla richter

A couple months ago, I was lucky enough to photograph Thekla Richter, a productivity coach for parents. Because she’s so full of playful smarts, I asked her if she’d be willing to tell us all about herself and her work. Luckily, she obliged! Here’s a peek at the photographs from her photo session, along with some sage advice on the power of fun. Enjoy!

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thekla richter

Thekla, tell us about you!

I’m a playful productivity coach for parents — I help parents find creative ways to get the most important things done with less stress. I live in Seattle with my husband and 4-year-old son, and we have a new little girl on the way arriving in November.

I love coffee shops + the beautiful nature in the Pacific Northwest. I’m always dabbling in new artistic + musical mediums, sometimes earnestly and sometimes just for fun. Right now, I’m learning to play the ukulele. Though I might have to pause that soon because my big belly is not leaving much room for a stringed instrument these days!

thekla richter

What made you get into this coaching line of work? And how did you decide to focus on serving parents, in particular?

I decided to become a coach because I love helping people live the life they want to live. And I decided early on that I was primarily interested in helping people do that through the lens of productivity + time management.

To me productivity is really not about getting more done. It’s about making your dreams happen in super-practical ways one step at a time.

Every single potential client I’ve talked to, and I bet every single person reading this, is getting a LOT done already, though they might not realize it because we can all be so hard on ourselves and take our own efforts for granted.

Sometimes productivity can actually be about getting less done and creating enough space for the most important stuff to fully blossom.

We all have the same number of hours in the day and week, so getting done what we want usually means letting some things go. That’s not easy.

The parenting aspect of my work arose naturally when I had my first child and discovered how all the tools I’d developed for managing my life needed a major overhaul. Everything was so different when a small child was in the mix. Tons of my tools + structures suddenly didn’t work for me anymore.

That first year was a time of rebuilding + discovery for me. I noticed that there’s lots of tips for parents on the finer points of how to be more efficient or organized, but the advice out there typically focuses on the small details– little tricks for how to get more done, and advice about how to be a good parent.

To me, little tweaks weren’t enough. I needed to shift the whole way I approached productivity + life balance.

I wanted to offer other parents the chance to change their whole mindset on getting things done and taking care of themselves + their family, not just optimize the bits + pieces.

And I wanted advice that was about the parent and their own needs, not just the role of parenting but the actual person doing it. So I set out to bridge that gap.

thekla richter

Since you’re also a parent, what have you found to be the coolest thing about parenting? What’s the hardest?

The coolest thing is the pure joy of getting to love someone as much as I love my son. There is nothing else like it.

I’ll sneak in some more cool things, if I may: getting to listen to all the mind-blowing things that come out of my kiddo’s mouth. Getting to see through his eyes as he learns about the world, and learning about myself in the process. Getting reminders every day about how to play.

The hardest thing is getting my need for peaceful downtime met. I’ve always needed a lot of solo time to be my best self, and some of that time needs to take place when I’m not totally exhausted or else it’s not very replenishing.

Quiet downtime when not exhausted is in low supply for a parent! I’ve learned a lot about how to be super creative + persistent in taking care of myself.

thekla richter

What’s the wackiest/oddest/randomest exercise or homework you use with your clients?

Probably the thing that surprises people the most is that I’ll offer them homework that’s purely about fun.

Clients will come to me with super serious big goals that they feel stalled on. And I honor how important those goals are, but I often will first encourage them to set aside some time for the things they love that maybe don’t feel so productive.

It can be counter-intuitive but generally if we are exhausted or procrastinating a lot, the first thing to do is figure out how to replenish ourselves from the core outward. And that can mean getting homework like taking dance breaks or going for walks or blowing bubbles or doodling, whatever helps that person feel vital + less rushed. Because that’s got to be there first before you can get the most out of time spent working.

Wholehearted play makes wholehearted work a million times easier + more effective.

thekla richter

What’s your very favorite resource that you like to recommend to your clients?

It can be a dry read but I really encourage anyone interested in being more productive to read David Allen’s book Getting Things Done.

Understanding how we can process the STUFF that comes into our lives is super valuable. It’s really easy to get emotionally bogged down by loose ends and put-off decisions, and David Allen’s workflow for incoming information + tasks is a brilliant approach to addressing that challenge.

The system itself is not for everyone, but the ideas behind it can be used to help anyone bring more clarity + real choice into their life.

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Big, big thanks to Thekla for stopping by and offering up her wisdom and heartfelt smile. You can learn more about her and her work at theklarichter.com.


how i started to like myself


Kylie’s note: Today’s post comes from Joanna L K Moore, a lovely Brit who helps shy girls gain confidence.  I’m really grateful to her for sharing her story here, and I hope you’ll love reading her thoughts as much as I did. Enjoy!

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If you don’t like yourself, it’s hard to see how you ever could.


People with swooshy hair and flawless skin in magazines always seem to be telling you to accept yourself warts and all, and while that’s alright for them — their problems seem to be solved by things like curling tongs and tweezers — you can’t imagine their advice will ever work for you and your nasal laugh/chronic illness/”extra” ten kilos.

You just can’t like something with flaws as big as yours. End of story.

But as someone who last year felt exactly the same about her habit of talking about herself too much, her see-through eyelashes, and her slight resemblance to Matt Lucas, I’m telling you that it is possible.

Over the last year, I have learned to like myself.


This is my journey.


About this time last year, I began to realize that, although I and the other girls in my mastermind group had the same goals (starting our own businesses, enjoying our work) and were interested in the exact same things (personal development, entrepreneurship, travel), we had radically different tastes when it came to learning about those interests and achieving those goals.

Danielle LaPorte’s Desire Map turned my mastermind friend Iris from a depressed workaholic into a relaxed but productive dreamer. The Desire Map was amazing, she said. I had to read it.

So I rushed to get myself a copy.

But although the concept – living according to your core desired feelings rather than your goals – made complete sense to me, I just couldn’t get into it.

You see, Iris loves beautiful, poetic language. She’s into meditation and morning routines. She likes feathers and the fluidity of French.

I, on the other hand, go for writing that’s straight to the point and fun. My favorite language is German — it’s logical and has genius words like Handschuhe (gloves) — which literally translates as “hand shoes”. We have completely different tastes.


A few months after the Desire Map situation, my mastermind friends and I were walking through Portland, Oregon together when I realized how different we all looked.


Iris was wearing pale colors and had this calmness about her. Kate was bouncing along with her tattoos on display and beads on her arms. I was looking all casual in my Converse, cornrows, and denim jacket.

Suddenly it clicked: We have completely different styles.

Although on paper we are united by similar dreams and lifestyles, we’re all completely different because we have radically different tastes and styles. We’re made of similar substance but in different flavors.


While I adore my mastermind friends, their styles aren’t right for me.


I found myself feeling grateful that I was the one dressed in Converse because, out of the outfits there, mine was my favorite (of course it was – I chose it!). I was suddenly able to get a hold on what “me” was, and once I did that, I was able to appreciate it.

I liked me.


Now that I have this grasp on what “me” looks like, I delight whenever I spot it.


Writing this article, several of the phrases I typed made me smile because they’re so “me.” When I was trying to figure out how to phrase the sentence about German and couldn’t think of the word I wanted, the German equivalent popped into my head instead.

Often, when I buy a t-shirt, I’ll get home and realize it’s exactly the same colors as all my other t-shirts.

Now that I know who I am, whenever I see myself being me, I’m all, “Awww.”

So, in true “me” style, I want to make this article super clear and draw out the lessons I’ve learned from my year of liking myself, so you can apply them to your own life and start to like yourself too.


1.     The first step to liking yourself is working out who you are.


Until I was nineteen, I told people I didn’t like cheese, simply because I’d never really eaten cheese before.

Once I tried it, I realized I liked it, and it became one of the three Cs my student diet was based around (along with chocolate and cereal).

My point is that you can’t start to like yourself until you know what “yourself” is. Get to know your tastes, strengths, weaknesses, and funny quirks.


2.     Comparing yourself to others isn’t always bad.


The usual advice is to stop comparing yourself to other people because it’s futile to compare your insides with their outsides.

But when it’s used as a tool for getting to know yourself, comparison can be useful because it can help you to spot the differences between you and your friends, and to work out what makes you different (and wonderful).


3.     Sometimes it’s about flavor rather than dramatic differences.


Whereas in books and films characters can easily be identified as “the clever one,” “the girly one,” or “the sporty one,” in real life, most of us aren’t all that different.

Don’t feel like you need to be this wildly unique person. Instead, focus on identifying the style or preferences that make you “you.”


4.     Try seeing yourself as a brand.


If you’re like me, and like things to be clear cut, try seeing yourself and your friends as different brands.

Think about which colors you’d each be. Which fonts you’d use. Which words you’d pick for your slogan.

This technique makes it really easy to see how different you are to your friends.


5.     Once you know what “you” looks like, keep an eye out for it.


This is the fun bit. Once you start to spot bits of yourself everywhere, it turns into a bit of an in-joke.

It’s like when there’s a recurring joke in a film and the audience laughs every time it comes up because they’re in on it.

It’s you and yourself being yourself. It’s cute.


Even if you can’t see how you could ever love yourself, know that it is possible.


Believe it enough to try. Start by getting to know yourself. Find out what makes you different.

Because it’s what makes you different that makes you special.

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joanna l k mooreJoanna L K Moore (Jo) runs Twisted Sleeve, where she helps shy girls get the confidence they need to do whatever they dream of doing. She writes about confidence, identity, shyness, and introversion, and has just published the self-study course DIY Self-Esteem: How To Start Liking Yourself. You can find out more about Jo here.


heart-centered portland portraits (with pace!)

pace smith

When it comes down to it, I moved to the Pacific Northwest for two things: the people and the nature. I’m lucky that my new-ish hometown places me close to lots of my favorite West Coast peeps, two of whom are Pace Smith and her wife, Kyeli.

Just a few days ago, Pace debuted her brand new, beautiful website (designed skillfully by Margie Merkevicius). Since I’m now on the West Coast, Pace invited me to take the photos for the site, and I got to head down to Portland a couple months ago for a day of photography fabulousness and laughter with Pace and Kyeli (who shares my name, if not its spelling).

I asked Pace if I might share some of the photos we took together here, as well as an interview, because I admire her philosophy and wanted to share a bit more of her wisdom with all of you. I hope you enjoy her words just as much as I do.

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pace smith


Pace, tell us about you!

I’m a geek! I used to be all up in my head, and now I lead with my heart . . . but I still get to be a geek. (; I love to play Dance Dance Revolution, and I’ve recently acquired the odd hobby of carrying my friends. Like, literally picking them up off the ground. (Kylie’s note: She’s not kidding; here’s evidence!)

I know your work is incredibly meaningful to you. What makes this work so important, both to you and other people?

My work is Pathfinding – finding your heart’s calling. It’s deeply meaningful to me because when I’m on my path, I feel fulfilled and purposeful, like I’m making a difference, regardless of whether I’m reaching thousands of people or simply acting kindly toward one person I meet on the street. And that’s also why it’s so important to me to share this work with others. I know how much it’s meant to me to find my own path. Now I want to help others feel the same way.


pace smith


What were you doing before you started down your current life/career path?

Ha! I was a computer programmer working for an artificial intelligence company. I fell in love with the dream of truly intelligent artificial intelligence. I wanted to be part of changing the world. But now I feel that it’s more important to change the world by bringing more heart into it than by solving brainy problems.


pace smith


How has your life changed since you’ve started doing this work?

I’m more compassionate. I’m more open. I feel more complete – I used to have this “Is this as good as it gets?” feeling every once in a while, and that’s gone now. I cry more — but it feels pure because I don’t resist it. And my life has gotten WAY more interesting.


pace smith


Do you have a favorite practice that brings you back to yourself when you start feeling lost? If so, what is it?

It’s called Remembrance. It’s a practice I learned from the Sufis that helps me center myself in my heart whenever I feel jankety or stressed out.


pace smith


What is your absolute, hands-down favorite resource that you like to recommend to your clients and students?

The Wisdom of the Enneagram, by Riso and Hudson. I’m a total Enneagram fangirl; it’s such an amazing tool for self-knowledge and personal growth. I send a copy of this book to all my Pathfinding clients before we start working together!

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Pace, thank you so much for sharing your story and your gorgeous, smiling face. To find out more about Pace and her life-changing work, visit her at PaceSmith.com



sometimes you’ve gotta fail to succeed

stand up paddleboard

I’m in the bay, being pushed backward by the current.

I’m paddling as quickly as I can, one side, then switching hands to the other, but no matter how quickly I switch, the current is quicker than I am.

I wonder if I’ll just spend the rest of my life in this New Jersey bay. I think I could probably handle that. As long as I don’t fall off.


I’m stand up paddleboarding for the first time.


You kayak past enough stand up paddleboarders in Seattle’s Lake Union, and you begin to wonder what the fuss is about with this wildly popular water sport.

And then you visit family on the Jersey Shore, and you decide that you’re gonna do this thing.

Which is how you end up being swept backward by a strong current, wondering if you’ll ever get back to shore and hoping you don’t fall in.


I did, eventually, escape the current.


It took a bit of pulling on behalf of our instructors to set my classmates and me free and to then escape into a calmer channel, sheltered from the wind.

At that point, I began to more fully understand how to paddle, how to stand, how to stay standing and also paddle at the same time.


I still didn’t want to fall off.


I wobbled timidly, bracing myself against slipping off the board.

After a while, I started to gain confidence.

I began to actually move forward, of my own volition!

I started to (sort of) pick up speed!

I stuck my paddle in the water, using the pull of the water to turn around, and the force pulled me off-center.

I tumbled frontwards into the saltwater.


It was actually rather refreshing. And fun. Barely cold at all.


I hoisted myself back onto my board, and almost immediately realized that something had changed.

I was suddenly, dare I say it, good at paddleboarding.

(Well, maybe good is overstating it a bit. But certainly significantly, and surprisingly, better than I had been mere moments before.)

I realized why.

It was because I was no longer afraid of falling in.

I’d already done it, and I knew I could do it again, and it wouldn’t be a problem.


My strokes were stronger, more confident. I felt more solidly rooted atop my board.


All because I had fallen in, and I was no longer trying to avoid it.


I learned a few things from my first paddleboarding experience:


First, paddleboarding is a lot harder than it looks.

Second, it makes your quads really sore.

Third (and, I’d argue, most importantly), having the “worst” thing happen can actually be really, really good for you.


“Failing” at the thing can make you immeasurably better at the thing. 


It sure did for me.



itty bitty adventures: the skagit valley tulip festival

skagit valley tulip festival

Today seems as good a day as any to resurrect the Itty Bitty Adventure Club, don’t you think?

The Itty Bitty Adventure Club is this thing where I talk about teeny tiny (and sometimes even medium or large) adventures I take. You can read more about it here. I’d love for you to share your adventures, too, either in the comments or on your own blog. If you do so on your blog, post the link in the comments, and I’ll add ya’ to the post so we can all share the adventurey joy.

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One of my favorite things about having moved across the country to Seattle is exploring this new place.

I’ve lived in Seattle before, of course (I spent my first eighteen years here). But living here this time feels entirely different.

skagit valley tulip festival

Since getting here, we’ve been doing as much adventuring as we possibly can. I feel almost as if I’ve explored Washington State more in the past several weeks than in my entire childhood.

skagit valley tulip festival

Our first nearby adventure was an afternoon trip to the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival.

We made it there at the very end of April, which was also the very end of the festival, which runs from April 1st to 30th.

Because it was the only time that worked for us, we decided to drive up on a Friday afternoon instead of a weekend day. I wasn’t sure whether it would be dark soon after we got there, or if we’d even be able to get in that late, but we took the chance.

skagit valley tulip festival

And I was so glad we did! I can’t imagine a more beautiful time of day to soak in all those glorious tulip colors.

skagit valley tulip festival

We arrived just exactly during the golden hour, that magical time of day when the sun is low in the sky, kissing everything with a mystical glow.

Plus, because it was so late in the day, there weren’t many people there at all.

skagit valley tulip festival

skagit valley tulip festival

We parked, wandered up and down the brilliant rows of blooms, and stopped for plenty of pictures.

We got to appreciate the flowers in what, for me, was the ideal fashion: slowly and aimlessly.

skagit valley tulip festival

skagit valley tulip festival

I’ll admit that since we went so late in the season, many of the tulips had already bloomed.

They got decapitated (or deadheaded, as it’s apparently called by gardeners), and while I felt a little sad for them, their petals, which fell in between the rows of remaining stems, were pretty beautiful in their own way.

skagit valley tulip festival

I was surprised by how much fun I had at the Tulip Festival.

I never cared much for flowers until the past few years.

I’m not sure whether it’s that growing older is making me treasure living things more, or the fact that living in New York helped me to appreciate greenery when it appears, but I’m finding plants pretty fascinating these days.

skagit valley tulip festival

The Tulip Festival is over for this year, but if you’ll be in the Pacific Northwest next April, I’d really recommend a visit.

Especially in the late afternoon, when the light is just so, the rest of the visitors have gone home, and you can frolic in the muddy fields to your heart’s content.

skagit valley tulip festival

skagit valley tulip festival


self-care, structure, and spontaneity: navigating the balance

navigating the balance

Kylie’s note: Today’s post is a special guest piece from Tanja Gardner. Tanja’s an introverted business owner who started business life online as a copywriter for difference-makers. Her newest passion project is Conscious Introvert Success, which she started to help introverts like her to build their businesses while honoring their introversion. I’m just delighted to have her dropping in today to share her own wisdom-filled self-care revelation.

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I seem to have a serious problem with structuring my self-care.


I don’t know if I’m the only one whose mind works like this, but I’m not very good with structured, pre-planned self-care activities.

As an introvert, I have no shortage of self-care options that allow me to spend time alone and recharge my energy levels. And I actually enjoy many of those activities: journalling, meditation, reading a novel, taking long solo walks or hot, soaky baths…

They all feel wonderful to me if I do them spontaneously.


But something weird seems to happen when I schedule one or more of them into my day to “make sure they happen.”


Suddenly they go from being something I’m looking forward to doing, to — almost out of the blue — becoming something I should do instead.

The moment the word “should” starts creeping in, I can feel my inner toddler rebelling. I start to resent the activity instead of enjoying it.

And really: If you’re resenting your self-care, what’s the point?


That might not be an issue if I didn’t also have difficulty making spontaneous self-care happen.


It’s crazy, isn’t it? You’d think that someone who has such a problem with structure would blossom in its absence.

Not so much. Or at least, not always.


What actually happens if I’m aiming for 100% spontaneity is that all too often, I just don’t get to the self-care. I keep on working instead.


And even when I get to it, relying on myself to know just what to do in the moment can backfire.

I mean, yes, sometimes I’ll feel clearly drawn to picking up a book, pulling out my journal, or putting on my trainers and heading out for a walk.




Sometimes I’ll be so tired that nothing appeals.

Sometimes I’ll strongly intend to do some self-care after my work day, but all I seem to be able to spontaneously bring myself to do is play round after round of Criminal Case on Facebook.

Or occasionally, there’ll just be too much to choose from, so I’ll keep on working instead.


Until fairly recently, I figured that spontaneity was still the best option.


For the longest time, I believed that spontaneous self-care might not be perfect, but that it worked better for me than the structured, scheduled stuff.

As recently as a couple of months ago, I figured that my answer to self-care was simply to schedule blank “me-time” slots into my calendar.

If I blocked out the time in advance, I reasoned, then nothing else could encroach on it.  And when I actually got to the blocked-out timeslot, I’d decide how I wanted to fill it.

No, it didn’t work 100% of the time, but it worked often enough that it felt like the best option.

Then, last week, my coach said something that turned the dilemma on its head for me.


Surprise, surprise: I discovered I could combine the best of both worlds.


My coach pointed out that “structure” and “spontaneity” weren’t one-or-zero, black-or-white propositions.

I could find a way to combine the two in a way that worked for me, so that I was getting the best of both worlds.

She and I started by brainstorming a list of specific self-care activities that would feel nurturing for me. 

My eventual list had nine options: enough so I feel as though I have a range of alternatives, but not so many that I’m paralysed by the choice.


Now, when it’s time for a scheduled self-care block, I just go to my list and choose one of the options.


It’s like the perfect melding of just enough structure to keep me focussed, with just enough spontaneity to avoid triggering an inner toddler tantrum.

I have to laugh: I actually teach my introvert programme participants about planning techniques and accountability practices.

When I do, I always talk about structure as potentially being something flexible  – something that acts as “a support system, rather than a cage.”

It’s funny how I couldn’t see how the same thing might work in a self-care setting.


So what works best for you with self-care?


We’re all different, so there’s no one right way (of course!) to do this stuff.

But I’m curious:  How do you navigate the balance between spontaneity and structure to ensure you’re getting the self-care you need? 

For example:


  • Do you need to schedule exactly what you’ll be doing when in order to make it happen?
  • Do you prefer to do what I used to do, and allow yourself to be completely spontaneous?
  • Have you figured out a unique combination of the two that works for you?


If you’re willing to share, I’d love to hear what your self-care scheduling process looks like in the comments.

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tanja gardnerTanja Gardner is the deeply introverted (but not even *slightly* shy!) biz owner behind Conscious Introvert Success: a library of introvert-friendly resources.

You can check out her introvert-related thoughts on her blog, or follow her on Facebook or Twitter.

Or, download “How to Keep an Eye on Your Energy Levels,” a free guide for introverted business owners who need help with energy management.


my recipe for dream fulfillment

creative dream

I love cooking. And I love baking even more.

Being in the kitchen, mixing and chopping and kneading, is one of the most surefire methods I use to reconnect with my soul when I’ve lost my way.

Because of that, I’ve decided to share more recipes here.

I’m not yet entirely sure how I plan to tie in cooking with life coaching and portrait photography, but I’m sure I’ll find a way. I mean, we’ve all gotta eat, right?


I’ll be starting off the recipe extravaganza with my recipe for making dreams come true.


I’m going to warn you (this is mostly for my fellow bakers): this is not the sort of recipe you can simply follow to a T.


You’ve got to use your intuition to make this recipe your own.


In fact, this recipe is unique in that if you try to make it just exactly as someone else did, it won’t turn out at all.


This recipe is a guideline, but the secret ingredient is within your soul.


The good news is that there’s no way to fail at making this dish. If it isn’t turning out to your liking, keep tweaking. Eventually, you’ll stumble upon the method that works best for you.


Dreams Come True Recipe

(Serves approximately 1 to infinity, depending on serving size.)


1 heaping T. permission to be imperfect

Steady stream of self-care, administered throughout

2 heaping cups imagination

1 3/4 cups loving support from yourself and others

1 cup suspension of disbelief

3 T.  discomfort

13 salty tears of frustration

Pinch of courage

Flexibility and experimentation to taste


Preheat oven to your favorite temperature for magic-making, and smear your favorite baking dish with heaping tablespoon of permission to be imperfect.

Into the largest mixing bowl you own, begin steady stream of self-care. As self-care flows into bowl, gradually add imagination, loving support, and suspension of disbelief. Mix until very fluffy and tripled in volume.

Gently fold in discomfort, tears, and courage, being careful not to break batter.

Haphazardly heap batter into prepared pan, and season liberally with flexibility and experimentation. Place in oven until it starts to smell done. Remove pan from oven, breathe in the aroma of the dream, and ask your intuition if it’s complete.

(If complete, allow to cool on rack, then transfer to your most cherished serving plate.)

If not yet complete, make any adjustments your soul suggests (it might need more flexibility and experimentation than you’d expect) and return to oven, repeating the process until your intuition registers dream as fulfilled.

Once cool enough to eat, serve to yourself and/or your most cherished supporters. Rejoice over every bite.

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This post is my contribution to the Give Your Dream Wings Blog Hop, a peek inside the process of how big dreamers make the magic happen. This blog hop is a celebration of the new e-course of the same name by Andrea Schroeder of the Creative Dream Incubator.

Click here to find out about the free e-course, and to read all the other super-inspiring posts.



bursting forth

spring bud

Well, gosh.

It sure has been a while, hasn’t it? I guess that’s what happens (at least for me) when you move across the country.

cherry blossom buds

Yep, you read that right: A few weeks ago, we packed up our Brooklyn apartment, shipped all our earthly belongings to the West Coast, and got on a plane. And now I’m in Seattle! (Why did no one tell me how unbelievably stressful and challenging moving is? It’s really hard!)


Things are still slightly up in the air. We’ve yet to find and settle into what will become our Seattle apartment. However, I have faith that we’ll be able to do it. Quite honestly, after packing the apartment where we spent the past five years into sixteen moving boxes, I feel as if we can do anything.

My optimism might be influenced by the absolute glory of experiencing spring in Seattle, after the most brutal New York winter I had in my ten years there.

Daffodils are everywhere, and I imagine them smiling at me with their cheerful, yellow faces. Crocus are standing up proudly, having erupted bravely through the soil weeks ago.

cherry blossom petals

And the cherry blossoms? They’re absolutely bursting forth, as if they’ve been holding in the secret of their beauty for too long and just can’t take it any longer.

cherry blossoms

Each day, when I take a walk, I’m grateful for the evergreen trees, the abundant moss, the sea-scented air, the crows crying out from the tops of telephone poles.


And the mountains. Oh good heavens, the mountains. They’re stunning.

So here I am, in Seattle, exploring this beautiful place and meeting lots of new people. I’ll be writing here much more often than I have been (yay!), and also spiffing up this space and hopefully even planning some local Seattle workshops in the coming months.

seattle clouds

Thank you all so much for your encouragement and patience during my absence. I’m delighted that life is settling down a bit now, and that I get to be back here, in this little online space, with you.

cherry blossoms


where coping and thriving overlap


Recently, Hannah of Becoming Who You Are asked me to contribute a post to celebrate her upcoming course, From Coping to Thriving. The course looks lovely, and I was, of course, delighted to share my thoughts on what in means to transition from simply coping with life to thriving through life.

One of the possible topics that Hannah suggested as a jumping-off point was to share my own story of shifting from coping to thriving. This is a story which I’ve shared before in bits and pieces, and which I’ll continue to share.

But today I wanted to talk about the places where coping and thriving overlap one another. Because while the narrative I’ve constructed for my own adult life is one where I spent many years just barely getting by, then gradually shifted to years of feeling (for the most part) as if I was flourishing, that narrative isn’t linear.

It doesn’t just travel in one direction: from bad to good.


Points of light and darkness.


During those years of struggle, of being at war with my body and myself, points of light peeked through.

In the midst of one of my worst years, I still remember sipping a mango bubble tea with Anjal, who is now one of my most treasured friends. I remember how joyful I felt, sitting at that table in the little tea house which is now long gone, savoring conversation.

I remember that first truly warm day in April, when my dormmates and I hauled blankets to Central Park and soaked in the sunshine.

In the more recent, thriving sorts of years, I remember getting so overwhelmed by the many tasks of small business ownership that I felt paralyzed and distraught.

I remember falling into yet another bout of depression and wondering how I could possibly be back in what felt like the same place, after all the struggling and hoping and fighting I’d already done.

My experience has been that even when you’re just barely coping, you can still experience pockets of thriving.

And even when you’re thriving, there are times when the very best you can possibly do is cope: just make it through to the next day, with all your body parts intact.

As I’ve pondered this, I’ve started to understand that what seems to characterize thriving, for me, is feeling as if I am supported and as if I have resources.


Resources and support.


Thriving means that when I stumble (or fall deep into a pit), I have people around who can help me back to the light: friends, family, mentors, doctors, coaches, therapists.

I also have resources: the curricula from classes I’ve taken in the past, my most beloved books, recordings of coaching sessions, skills I’ve learned in therapy, meditations, comforting blogs, wisdom-filled podcasts.

It can take a while to build up those sorts of supporters and resources. But wherever you start, whether it’s with a blog post or a book or a twelve-step meeting or a coaching session, is the right place for you.

I assure you that there is a path from coping to thriving for every single one of us. Your job is to seek out and follow yours. 

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From Coping to Thriving is a six-week journey that will teach you how to turn your coping strategies into self-caring behaviours, leaving behind struggle and learning to thrive. This post is part of the Thriving Blog Tour, which is spreading self-kindness to the masses. To learn more and join, click here


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