MLK

I can remember as a kid being at aTigers baseball game with my dad hearing the Star Spangle Banner song being sung throughout the entire stadium, feeling all the cells in my tiny body begin to come alive. Still to this day when I hear these lyrics I feel a sense of patriotism wash overContinue reading “MLK”

To Question, Thats The Answer

I had a conversation with a client recently about why is it that people are no longer allowed to be inquisitive about topics they need more information on, before accepting someone else’s knowledge, opinions & ideas as truths without greater understanding. When & why has it stopped being ok to ask questions & further examineContinue reading “To Question, Thats The Answer”

Sometimes Fuck It Is The Magic Word

Life hands us monumental moments that only require of us to show up if we can get past our own borders of self destruction, insecurities & hindrances that would otherwise hold us back. It simply asks of us on all levels of conscious living to surrender to its opening in a fuck it kind of way to just be present in seeing its unexpected gift as a form of golden opportunity.

Immigration & The American Dream

My husband is an immigrant, coming to this country not for the usual attainment of the American dream but for something far more magical.  He came here for me.  This alone put us in a place of uncertainty, not fully understanding the lengths & hoops we would have to go threw for the cost ofContinue reading “Immigration & The American Dream”