The Blog

Here’s where I share thoughts on the work of moving toward our biggest lives and baddest selves.

Hubba-hubba, Gratitude – Lookin’ Good!

I knew a woman who did all the gratitude practices – the journals and songs and dinnertime rituals with the kids and more – who seemed basically miserable to me. I spent a good bit of time mulling over that paradox: How can a person so intentional in her...

The Sunny Side of Imposter Syndrome

Though the term “imposter phenomenon” and I are birth-year twins – give it up for 1978! – it’s only been in recent years that what we’ve come to call Impostor Syndrome has gotten mainstream attention. Impostor Syndrome: That nagging gremlin voice that says, “I’m a...

Embracing the Fire of our Anger

A few years ago, I sat down with a piece of poster board and a mug filled with markers and I started exploring anger. Something in me could sense that my attempts to banish anger from my emotional reality was only gumming up the works, sometimes functioning a little...

Certainty and the Meanest Gremlin Gabbing

The whole gremlin thing, it’s a way of bringing some levity and accessibility to a really challenging part of ourselves. I realized, as I stood before groups of students at the Roanoke Valley Governor’s School last week, that sometimes, I let that levity lull me into...

A PSA for my Fellow Helpers

One of the things I love about my work is that I get to be a part of big, life-changing work without being involved with life-threatening situations. Crisis counselors, E.R. docs, EMTs: Brava. Really. There are times – many times, I would imagine - where your...

It’s Us FOR Them, not Us OR Them

During a workshop on stress reduction that I facilitated last week, a woman noted that her challenge with boundaries – for example, the inner debate she experiences about answering the phone when a client calls at 8pm – was that it felt like a choice between herself...

The well-intentioned folly of the perfect victim

Theresa read me a quote from Anne Frank this morning: “No one has ever become poor by giving.” Frank sure recorded some profound wisdom in her journal, made all the more amazing by the fact that she was only 15 when she died in a Nazi concentration camp in 1945. For...

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