Caption this 😆 But for real though, what is happening here? This is a Tibetan singing bowl on my uncle’s head. These bowls have been crafted since the 8th century specifically for healing purposes…

My dear friend Peachy the cat = me this weekend. Utterly exhausted. After a few weeks of beautiful people, places and grand adventures, my body and spirit finally said, “Can you SLOW THE F DOWN and let me process now?” So I slept. I cried a lot. I danced. I cleaned my house because honoring my physical space keeps me grounded.

Indulging in every ounce of life — offline, without distraction and fully for ourselves — is truly freaking magical 🧘‍♀️. In case you missed it, I signed off of social media for one month. What’s that like? I give it a resounding “fucking AMAZING.”

It’s the freakin’ weekend baby I’m about to have me some fun #fbf 💃 The funny thing about this pic from @29rooms is that it looks like our normal clothes 😂 ...It might be ridiculous or “too much” for some, but I do not care, because I have no freakin’ time for a world without color, fun, whimsy and joy…

Yeah... darkness and I are not friends. Darkness is freaking scary. It’s jarring. It’s unsettling…

And even more importantly... tell yourself this…

Oof, faced some demons this week that I really didn't expect to or want to face 🙈 #coactivecoaching is a potent dose of realness, dudes. Actually mustering the courage to face "the realness" for me was incredibly painful, yet immensely empowering. So I cringed, I avoided, but I ultimately dove head-first into some deep, dark crap…

Out of the million-trillion things I learned this weekend at #coactivecoaching training, one of the most profound is the concept of "holding space" for others. What does this mean?…