Quechua (pronounced keCHwa) is the name given to the language of South American Indians living in the Andean highlands from Ecuador to Bolivia. In Quechua there is a word, Ayni (pronounced Aini). Roughly translated means “today for you, tomorrow for me”. Ayni is the concept of being in reciprocity o...

For decades and decades, I found myself chasing one single question, what was my soul’s mission? What was my own reason for being here on earth?  I can tell you that that question led me to explore many religious teachings, go on pilgrimages, attend self-development workshops and it led to the pu...

Recently I had come up with the tag line for my website and my logo, Wisdom Empowered Life. In the process of coming up with that line I had done a fair bit of soul searching. What was it exactly that I wanted to bring into the world? How am I being called to be in service?  That searching helped me...

Last August my son Shane moved to Los Angeles to attend film school.  My daughter Courtney lives with her husband Justin in Arizona.  Before the pandemic hit, I had been traveling each week to Arizona to be at my client’s for work, Monday through Thursday. When I started traveling regularly to Arizo...

This week when I sat down to write this blog I just couldn’t bring myself to go there, to talk about the uncertainty in the world, the fragility of life, the changes in relationships, all of it, all the hard stuff I just couldn’t bring myself to go there.  I just needed beauty this week, even if for...

I am the oldest of four girls, I guess with this “oldest” title came the automatic assignment of always being the one responsible for the others. I was capable, more than capable so when my mom left when I was nine and requested that I parent my little sisters I was flattered that she would see that...

Over the past month I have written each week about some of my experiences growing up, I did so because these experiences have come up frequently in my Writing Wisdom practice and I wanted to share not just the experience and the details of those moments from so long ago but I wanted to share what I ...

Ever since that morning over oatmeal when my mother told me that she was leaving, that she could no longer handle the burden of motherhood, that she needed to build her own life in her own way, my mother reflected to me the power of owning your own choices.  While I rarely agreed with the choices th...

By the time I was 25 I had graduated university, gotten married and began my career in Accounting. In those first two years after university, I and my then husband had moved to New York where I worked in New York City in a public accounting firm.  I was much more at home in city life than my husband...

When I was 12, I was living with my father and my three little sisters, my father had met a woman who looked exactly like my mother albeit much younger.  She and her 4-year-old son had moved in with us and that was when the trouble started.  It was clear from the start that she wanted me, and my sis...

When I was small, I saw my mother as bigger than life, I put her up on a pedestal. I lifted her up there because she showed up for activities at school, diving right in and raising money for the annual school fundraiser. I lifted her up there because she pushed my sisters and I, to build a big Ginge...

I am making this statement to myself often these days. I rise each morning, make coffee, meditate, journal and then review my to do list. There are days when I feel like my very ability to show up at all depends on that to do list. It gives me a place to go, something to strive toward, it gives me s...