The Power of Writing Down Your Dreams

The power of writing down your dreams

Last week, I was talking to a dear friend about all the changes he really wanted to make in his life.

“Write them down,” I told him.

In my coaching sessions, when my clients describe their dream life, I say to them, “Write it down.”

There is something so powerful about writing words on the page. It begins with the seeds of a wish; a thought you may dare to dream. But if you really want to make that wish a realization, I can’t urge you enough, Write it Down.

I know first-hand that this practice really works.

Eleven years ago, when we had to move from the 200-year-old home we so adored in Massachusetts to New Hampshire for a job change, I had the entire family, including six-year-old, Andie and eight-year-old, Tucker, write down exactly what they wanted in our new house.

We all wanted another old house. Andie wanted a bigger bedroom (hers was a closet in Mass), Tuck wanted a sledding hill, I asked for apple trees, stone walls and fireplaces and Lee wished for garages (he’s an old car nut), 25 acres, and ceilings that he wouldn’t bump his head on. And most importantly, we needed to be able to afford this dream house!

Writing down your wishes, goals and plans for the future can be a powerful way to set your intentions. Get your kids involved in intention setting when it effects the whole family! #intentions #goals #family

It’s was tempting for the “yeah, buts” to sneak in and list all the reasons why it would never happen, but after I wrote it down, I practiced saying the simple motto, Ask, Believe and Receive.

And no joke, the very first house we went to look at in NH, was 200 years old, had a sledding hill, big bedrooms, tall ceilings, garages, fireplaces, stonewalls, all on 25 acres and, best of all it had been sitting empty for over two years and the owners were looking to unload it!

I must admit, even I was surprised by this incredible manifestation, but since then, I’ve never doubted the power of asking for what you desire, by writing it down.

And when the “yeah buts” try to creep in, simply remind them that anything is possible and keep believing in your dream.
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3 Simple Tools to Help You Stay Balanced and Present

Stay balanced and present this summer

I don’t know about you, but Summer is my season.

The long, light-filled days nourish my soul and replenish my well.

I love the lack of structure and ease that comes with the more relaxed days.

And, yet, without the usual rhythm and routine of my days, I have to be even more deliberate about practicing the habits that keep me balanced, or I can easily become overwhelmed.

I have a super simple solution, which I call my 3 keys, that I utilize to bring just enough consistency, structure and self-care to my days.

So, whether you’re traveling, have a house full of guests, or a new puppy, like me, you’re able to stay grounded and present.

new puppy in our family

My 3 Keys to Creating a Magical Summer:

Movement – This is a must!!! 

It’s so easy to fall into the rhythm of hanging out on a beach towel with the kids, or spending lots of hours in the car driving to various activities – but your body needs to move, not only for the physical benefits but the mental clarity that movement brings as well.

Many of the folks I work with use the old, “Idon’thaveenoughtime” excuse, but inevitably, when we look more closely at their schedules, we’re always able to find at least 20 minutes for a walk or a quick yoga video, even if it means getting up a little earlier in the morning.

Meditation – Or sitting still time

If you already have a meditation practice, great. Stick with it.

If you do not, summer is a perfect time to get started.

Again, keep it simple. Set the timer on your phone for 5 minutes, put on a piece of relaxing music, plop down on a comfy chair, put both feet on the floor, take a few deep breaths and just be.

That’s it. So simple, yet the results can be profound. And if you want something a little more structured, I use this free meditation app Insight Timer and these are a couple of my favorite meditations: 

These three simple tips help me to stay balanced, even through the busy summer and back to school season. #selfcare #momlife #lifetips

Nourishment –

Summer days tend to be long and full of activity, so it’s a perfect time to nourish your body with fresh fruits and veggies from local farm stands and markets.

And be sure you’re keeping yourself well hydrated.

Remember, our bodies are made up of mostly water and energy flows freely through water. So drink up!

I always keep a big jug of water in my car and on the counter to fill my water bottle throughout the day. You may want to do the same.

That’s it!

3 simple tools to ensure you stay balanced and present throughout your summer days!

I always try to do my 3 keys as early as possible in the day, but have fun and do what works best for you!

 

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A Mom’s Guide to Creating a Magical Life Preorder Special!

Pre-order SpecialHello Dear Friend!

I hope this finds you well and soaking up every last minute of summer!

My thoughts are turning toward my book launch, as A Mom’s Guide to Creating a Magical Life is released nationally on September 10th

So…Between now and September 1st, when you Preorder A Mom’s Guide, you’ll also receive my online class, Ignite Your Magical Life, for Free! (It’s a $297 value)

I hope you take advantage of this opportunity and pass it along to family, friends and anyone else that you think could use a little more Magic in their life!

Many advised me against offering the course as a complimentary gift, saying that’s “crazy” or “it’s too much” but I am grateful for the support you have provided.  My new book and course go hand in hand, support each other beautifully, so I feel it’s important for you to have both. This gift comes straight from my heart to yours.

Click the link below and you’re on your way! Make your purchase from any of the retailers on the page and return to the page to add in your invoice or purchase number. The simple instructions are right on the page. 

MOM’S GUIDE TO CREATING A MAGICAL LIFE PREORDER

A Mom's Guide to Creating a Magical Life is on pre-order! Order your copy now for delivery starting September 10th! Read this powerful book to help create more space, care and magic in your life. #momlife #selfcare #alittlemagic

 

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The Magic of Setting Intentions

The magic of setting intentions

Last week I walked into one of my favorite local bookshops (where I’m doing a reading in October!) and let my eyes linger on covers and titles, waiting to find just the right one, or for it to find me. 

I left with the book, Soulful Simplicity, by Courtney Carver, and I’ve been immersed for the past several days. It’s all about living more soulfully with less in our lives. As I read, I’ve been inspired to create more space in our home and began where I usually do – at my overflowing bookshelf.

As I pulled book after book off the shelf, deciding whether it still served me, if there was someone who could use it, or if I should donate it, I found the beautiful gratitude journal my sister had given me last year on my birthday. I had intended to use it throughout the year but had only filled in the first few pages. I was about to return it to the shelf when several cards fell out of the back of the book. I opened each one and realized they were all birthday cards – cards from last year’s “big” birthday.

Here’s the Magical part. 

They were all from friends and family who’d received my hubby’s request to forego sending gifts, and instead, gift me with an intention they’d hold for me for coming the year.

Don't miss this powerful story of setting intentions and making dreams come true! Take time to set your own intentions today! #intentions #goals #success

So here I am, one year later, rediscovering these gorgeous intentions and realizing what incredible gifts I have been given.

As my birthday gift to myself this year, I’m going to create new intentions for the coming year. With my son heading off to college, my daughter going through the application process, and me, putting a new book out in the world, I have lots to intend about!

I invite you to put this intention setting into practice. You don’t have to wait for your birthday to start. You can start today. What are your wishes, dreams and deepest desires for yourself and your family?

Creating and writing down our intentions is a powerful practice, made even more powerful when you begin your intention, I am so happy and grateful that…and then write your intention in the past tense as if it has already happened!

“I am so happy and grateful that my new book, A Mom’s Guide to Creating a Magical Life has touched the lives of women all over the world to live a more mindful and inspired life.”

Now it’s your turn!


Conscious Woman Rising

If you haven’t yet, please sign up for this incredible summit! I’m live tomorrow, and with it being my birthday, I know it will be Magical and you will leave feeling inspired!

If you’ve never done an online summit before, it’s as simple as signing up and receiving the materials via email. Everything is recorded and available to listen at your convenience. Hearing the summit host’s gorgeous Aussie accent is worth it alone, but you will gain so much more!

I have a really special giveaway that will be announced at the end of my session. 

I really hope you’ll give this gift to yourself and take advantage of this wonderful free summit!

You can sign up here: www.consciouswomenrising.com

 

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Raising Kids and Renovating Houses

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“Release your attachment to how things ‘ought’ to be and instead surrender to how they actually are.”
Dr. Shefali Tsabary

My husband and I are serial house renovators.

We’ve owned four old homes and our kids have never known one without crooked doors or slanted floors.

Obviously, we love old houses. But the problem is, there’s always work to be done. In other words, the work is never done. As soon as one project is complete, we’re already looking forward and preparing for the next.

The other day, my husband and I were outside walking around the house when he said, “We have so much to do.”

And that simple statement stopped me in my tracks.

For a moment, I knew he was right. But then I looked all around and allowed myself to see all that we had done, rather than all that we hadn’t. It was time to appreciate that. And I asked him to try and see our house through those eyes.

And he did.

We stood in our yard, side by side, looking around like we’d both put on new glasses.

Rather than seeing the landscaping we’d hadn’t done, we saw the aluminum siding we’d torn down and the beautiful clapboard that now took its place. We laughed about the dark brown garages that were now clean and painted white, and as we walked toward our new front porch with the two rockers just waiting for us, my husband let out a big exhale. He was seeing the Magic in what we had created.

As I leaned back in my rocking chair, I started thinking about how we need to do the same with our kids.

In this busy world we live in, we tend to look at all the things they’re not, rather than all the things they are.

Our children are not their spelling tests, SAT scores, soccer games, piano lessons, play dates, prom dates or to-do lists. They’re funny, wondrous, beautiful, amazing beings growing and learning right before our eyes. We just have to slow down, let out a big breath, shift our perspective and allow ourselves to see that.

To see the Magic of who our kids really are – not who they will be someday, but the amazing beings they are right here, right now.

Because the reality is, we’re all renovations in progress.  And from time to time, we need to stop, look around and appreciate all that we’ve accomplished to get to where we are right in this moment. We also need to do the same with our children, so we can model for them, how to do that for themselves.

That’s where we find the Magic.

Is Overwhelm a Choice?

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Last Saturday morning the alarm rang at 4:30 am.

A cold, dark sky met my view out the window. I rolled over and thought of all the reasons we should not be going to the scheduled weekend event.

We’ve been traveling so much lately, the house is a mess, the kids are exhausted, I have so much laundry to do, the bills are piled up on the counter, and my bed is so cozzzzy.

Then I heard a voice in my head say, “Overwhelm is a choice.”

I rolled back over and stared up at the ceiling, allowing myself to hear the words again.

Overwhelm is a choice.

And right at that moment, I made a choice.

I chose to not feel overwhelmed.

It was 4:30 in the morning, but I realized I wasn’t actually tired.

And rather than think of all that would be left undone for the weekend, I thought of all the potential joy for us as a family.

I felt my whole body shift and relax.

I easily climbed out of bed to put on the tea kettle, start the car, gather snacks, blankets and pillows for the ride and greet my family with an early morning smile.

And I thought about my role as Mom, and just how much my mood sets the tone for the family.

Overwhelm is a Choice.

What a gift to have received such wise words – and show up calm, composed and open to all the wonders of time spent fully present and engaged with my family.

Remember, You get to Choose How You Show Up in Your Life.

“Your environment does not create your peace, your peace creates your environment.” (momdelights.com)

Do you find yourself angry and overwhelmed? Remember, overwhelm is a choice! You have the ability to re-frame your mindset and choose happiness instead! #overwhelmed #mindset #selfcare

Seeking Holiday Perfection?

“If Everything was Perfect, You Would Never Learn and You Would Never Grow.” Beyonce Knowles


The December issue of Country Living Magazine is sitting on my kitchen counter.

On the cover, there’s a pretty white farmhouse.

In front of the house sits an old mint-green truck with a freshly cut Christmas tree on top. Every window on the house has a wreath with red bows and garland hangs from the porch rails.

I wonder what it must feel like to live in a house decorated like that.

I imagine how special it must feel to celebrate the holidays in a house like that.

I look around my house.

The tree is up, but there are no light or ornaments yet.

I bought two wreaths but they’re sitting on the front porch floor.

My dining room table is covered with boxes of decorations and ornaments.

I look again at the magazine and wonder how other people do it.

How do they get their houses to look so perfect?

And I don’t mean just the houses in the magazines.

I mean all the houses I pass in my neighborhood and surrounding towns.

Where do they find the time to create such perfection?

It seems I go through this every year.

These feelings of being not good enough.

Of feeling overwhelmed.

Feeling exhausted before it’s all even started.

And then that voice in my head asks me, What is perfect?

Wasn’t it perfect last week getting to sit with my parents for all those uninterrupted hours after my Dad’s surgery?
(He’s home and doing really well)

Wasn’t it perfect driving to Vermont to meet my sister for a pre-holiday lunch and walk our dogs along the river?

Wasn’t it perfect sitting next to my girl at the latest Mother-Daughter flick at our local cinema?

Or even writing this email and sharing these thoughts with you?

I could have been hanging wreaths and putting up decorations, but look what I would have missed!

So instead of beating myself up, I’ll remind myself, and you, that what’s really perfect is slowing down, loving life exactly as it is, showing up exactly as we are and being present to yourself and those you love.

That, as far as I’m concerned, is Perfect.


 

Are you putting too much pressure on your holiday season? This year, take a step back and really define what a perfect holiday would look like for you. #holiday #stressfree #perfectholiday

Traveling – The Magic of Holding a Vision

Ever since Tucker left for his Gap year in England, I’d been counting down the days till our visit. In anticipation, I either wrote down, or said the following Intention out loud every day:

“I am so delighted that our trip to England to visit Tucker was Magical and full of Ease and Joy.”

Keep in mind, if you have an upcoming event, whether it be travel, a party, a meeting, even a trip to the grocery store(!!) – Set your Intention ahead of time to ensure success!

Use the words, I am and create your intention as if the event has already happened.

For example: I am so happy that my meeting went so well. I am thrilled that our party was so joyous and easy to host. I am so excited that my daughter landed the part in the musical. You get the picture!

And remember, Writing down your intention makes it even more powerful! 

I am so delighted to report that we returned home last week, and although sad to once again say goodbye to our boy (man!!), as you’ll see from the photos, our journey was everything (and more) that we intended – including a room upgrade with a Magical view of the Thames!

The 500 year old Abbey where Tuck is living for the year!

A Magical little town!

I took a 2 hour walk along the Thames!

Tuck showing us the amazing soccer pitches!

So happy to be all together!

Our hotel and view of Thames after the upgrade!

An art gallery opening with Andie!

Into London!

Inside the London hotel lobby – Wow!

It was a journey full of Magical Moments to last a lifetime!

 

Your turn! 

Make it a practice to Set your Intentions and allow your Magic to arrive! 

 

Father’s Dad Tribute

A few weeks back, I shared a Mother’s Day tribute post. So with the arrival of Father’s Day, and my Dad’s birthday  being just around the corner, I thought back on one of my most special Dad memories.

My Dad’s birthday is on the 4th of July. For years we woke to the mixture of him blasting John Phillip Sousa’s Stars and Stripes Forever and my mother shouts of “Turn that music down, Jerry.” As little kids, we really believed him when he told us that the fireworks were in honor of his special day!

We spent all his birthdays at my Aunt and Uncle’s and Grandparent’s summer cottage on Henderson Harbor, in upstate New York.  The only time during the 4th of July that I wasn’t in the water, or making tents out of towels on the lawn, or running around with lit sparklers, was when everyone gathered around Nam and Gramp’s black and white, rabbit-eared TV to watch Wimbledon.

I remember one year in particular, sitting on the floor, leaning back against Dad’s legs, watching Chrissy Evert battle Martina Navratilova.  Chrissy had just hit a beautiful winner down the line.  “Dad,” I said, “I bet she could beat you.” Everyone had laughed. Confused and embarrassed, I pulled my knees into my chest, until Dad patted me on the back.  Then I realized my silly mistake.  Of course she couldn’t beat my Dad.  Nobody could beat my Dad.

For years, I’d been sitting on the grass outside the tennis courts, watching him play.  His opponents would always tease, Oh no, he’s brought his good luck charm, and I’d wait for them to finish so I could get on the court with my Dad.  I’d stand on the opposite side of the court, trying to return his serve, trying not mis-hit the ball as he charged the net, trying to win that promised hot fudge sundae if I ever beat him.  We’ve been playing for years and I’ve yet to win that sundae!

The summer I turned 16 was the first I’d ever spent away from my Dad on his birthday.  But, I did spent the day at The Wimbledon All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club!

I’d traveled to England on a High School summer exchange program and a group of us spent the night sleeping on the payment outside the stadium in hopes of securing tickets.  When the gates opened on the morning of July 4th, we were tenth in line and ended up with front row seats on Center Court!

I remember trying to mentally record every detail so I could later share it with my Dad. The reel still plays in my head of the traditional bowl of strawberries and cream, the delicately manicured bright green grass of the courts, our Chrissy playing just yards away from me, the misbehaving fans screaming from the standing-room-only section, and Jimmy Connor’s bow to Princess Diana that made her blush so deeply. Princess Di was so pretty in a soft, fuchsia dress that several times I ended up watching her instead of the tennis match.

And there I was, across the ocean from both my Dad and a country celebrating birthdays.  A 16-year-old girl experiencing her first true taste of independence, all the while wishing my Dad was by my side to share it with me.

My Dad with Lee and Tucker at Tuck’s HS graduation last weekend!

 

With Blessings to you and yours,

 

 

My Boy’s Journey to Manhood

As my 18-year-old son prepares to graduate from high school in just a couple of weeks, a stroll down memory lane led to this piece I’d written six years ago. There’s such magic in seeing the connection between those boyhood moments and his emergence into manhood…

When Tucker was a little guy, he’d fashion fishing poles out of sticks and string and hang his “rods” over the back of the kitchen sofa. A bite from a big one, would require great effort and lots of groaning until he successfully reeled in his imaginary catch.

His first “real” rod was red, all of three feet long, with Mickey Mouse on the reel and a little, yellow rubber fish attached to the line.

It wasn’t long until the rod without a hook was no longer satisfactory, and Tuck graduated to a new real rod, hook and all. He learned how to put on worms and release the fish he’d caught, and every vacation, his fishing pole was the first thing in the car.

But as he grew older, his interest in fishing waned, replaced by more active endeavors like skateboarding, biking and soccer.

Yet on this Memorial Day, there he was casting a line way out into the water. “I haven’t seen him fish in ages,” I said to Lee who was sitting nearby, changing the lure on his rod.

“Look at the picture on the camera and you’ll know why,” he said.


I turned on the camera and saw the picture they’d taken just before releasing the bass my husband had caught.

“No wonder he’s inspired,” I said. But by late afternoon, all he’d caught were five small perch.

“He won’t let these fish go,” my daughter, Andie complained, staring into the bucket where the fish were swimming around.

“I’m cooking them for our dinner,” Tuck said, flipping his hair out of his big, excited eyes. The day’s sun had lured a few new freckles out on his nose.

“Dinner?” I asked, thinking of our nearly packed car and desire to get back home.

“Yeah.  I’ve made dinner, but that food was from the store. This is dinner I caught,” he said.

Looking into the wide eyes of my soon to be thirteen-year-old son, I knew this was a significant event.

“OK,” I said. “Go ask Daddy to show you how to clean the fish.”

My daughter, Andie was distraught. “You can’t kill those fish,” she cried.  “I won’t eat them.”

“You love fish,” Tucker reminded her.

“But those are from the store,” she said, prompting a discussion on food sources.

(Later she “accidently” let one go, but Lee helped her catch a replacement, which she reluctantly put in the bucket with the others.)

As Lee and Tuck covered the picnic table with newspaper and sharp knives, Andie hovered nearby.  She squealed when Tucker cut the heads off the still wriggling fish, but his squared shoulders seemed to say, Look at me providing sustenance for my family.

Five little perch isn’t a lot of sustenance, but with beans and left over pasta, it amounted to a meal.

We each had a couple three-inch fillets that Tuck had dredged in milk and breadcrumbs and fried in butter.  Andie, who wasn’t going to eat her little friends, pleaded with everyone to share a bit more off their plate.

The fish was truly delicious. But even more delicious was witnessing my boy take a step toward manhood, swelling with pride as he demonstrated his ability to care for those he loves.

Then…

 

Now…

His interests may have changed, but that little boy wanting to care for the ones he loves still lives deep inside him.

Many Memorial Day blessings to you,