Your Power Is in Your Peace

Your Power Is in Your Peace

“We’re all just walking each other home.” — Ram Dass The Message As I soften and surrender into the most sensitive, reflective, compassionate parts of me, messages rise up from my heart like an early morning sunrise over a lake. Recently, one of...
Longing for Water: Finding Flow in the Desert

Longing for Water: Finding Flow in the Desert

I recently got an email from my Mum, who mentioned my Dad had gotten out in his kayak. That same week, my sister video chatted from Florida. She was having lunch with a colleague who lived on the water. They surprised her, giving her a boat ride to a restaurant...
Reclaiming Myself. Again

Reclaiming Myself. Again

Instinct. Intuition. Gut feelings. Or God? Sometimes it’s hard to tell where that inner knowing comes from. All I know is, it’s always there. Quiet. Steady. Waiting for me to tune in. Lori, remember that time in your 20s when you were dealing with...
Saving Myself

Saving Myself

Choosing Sanity Over Chaos in a Life of Constant Demands It was a week with a lot of tough stuff. Really, truly, heavy stuff. In addition to the crazy, chaotic pace at work that never seems to let up, only accelerate with more demands and requests, another caregiver...
Instinct: Trusting the Voice Within

Instinct: Trusting the Voice Within

What does my soul want me to know? You’re okay. You’re safe. You’re seen. And while you may not feel entirely fulfilled, you are empowered. That’s the heartbeat of my first book, Come Back Strong. It wasn’t just about returning from a setback. It was...
Pacing Myself vs Burning Matches

Pacing Myself vs Burning Matches

There’s a certain magic that happens on the bike when everything clicks: my breath, my cadence, my rhythm. I’m not struggling. I’m not pushing. I’m just moving. Fluid. Focused. Free. That’s what athletes call “flow.” For me, it’s where presence meets power. But...
Jesus Wept. When Tears Become Strength.

Jesus Wept. When Tears Become Strength.

There’s a softness in me that I used to struggle with. A deep-feeling, heart-wide-open softness that shows up in the form of tears, often at the most inopportune moments. For much of my life, I viewed this trait as a liability. A flaw I needed to hide or outgrow....