This journey, this path of Finding Sanctuary, is what my life is about. I can’t wait to share it with you and to have you share your experiences with me in return. Join me. Let’s hold space for each other and walk together for awhile. I’m really glad you’re here.
I’ve been traveling a lot lately. More than my typical summer travel. I’ve been to Wyoming, Charleston and Ohio and am typing this from 30,000 feet on my way to Atlanta. When I get back, I head to Toronto in a couple of weeks. Don’t get me wrong — I do like to travel, but…
“Once upon a time there was a magical book. This book was magical because…” Finishing sentences like that was how I spent most of this past weekend. I have probably mentioned that I’m working on a book – it’s about sanctuary (are you shocked?), what it…
Maybe it’s the half-century birthday that is getting ever closer. Maybe it’s the weight of all the STUFF I’ve been dragging along with me — more stuff than I even have cupboards or closets to hold. Maybe it’s my impatience with complication and obligation that seems to be…
Every once in awhile I get a little sanctuary wake up call. This week was one of those times. For some reason, sleeping through the night has become a rarity for me. Not sure why this has happened – is it my age? My changing patterns and cycles? My stress level and worry? Or just…
A quick checklist for a sanctuary bath experience: quiet time and place thick, thirsty bath sheet magnesium salts of some kind a candle or two a bath board (where have I been without this??) lavender oil (or your favorite essential oil) some soft, soulful, background music Everyone knows…
Guess what? You deserve better. You have been eeking by with less than you deserve. You, my beloved reader, deserve to be able to relax. You deserve to be able to plug in and be present with your family. You deserve peace of mind. You deserve to be surrounded by beauty at some point…
I walked by the copy of Veranda on my desk and saw the cover. “The Good Life,” it said in bold letters. It really got me thinking. I used to work for the Good Life. I worked my you-know-what off, and so did my husband. We chased it together, trading off 20-hour days. There…
When I was a little girl I wanted to be like Olivia Newton John. I wanted to play guitar and sing with the voice of an angel. So I convinced my mom to let me take guitar lessons. But I didn’t learn how to play “I Honestly Love You” or “Have You Never Been…
I wanted to write a blog post about the New Year. About intentions. About that one special word that is the inspiration I choose to focus on for 2017. But that’s not what happened when I sat down to write. What happened was a bit more unexpected, a bit more raw. And I think it’s…
A Sanctuary Holiday. Is that even possible? If you are anything like me, you have experienced (and yes, created for yourself) holidays that are over-scheduled, over-stuffed and over-blown. It happens. It’s horrifying, but it happens.
