“I can do things you cannot, you can do things I cannot;
Together we can do great things.”
– Mother Teresa

About fourteen years ago, we drove through a tiny strip of a town chiseled out of red rocks in the middle of no where, and vowed we would return one day. Last week our family took that trip back to Moab, UT.

This post is in honor of my dad. Today marks his birthday and the one year anniversary of his death. Besides being a good dad and a professor who loved to teach, he was passionate for books and reading. He passed this love on to many, me included. This image is of some books from his library.

She recently created some magic in her life and we thought it would be fun to share this experience with our readers. Her manifestation of a dream she held for herself is a testimony.

The Soul Space Retreat was the universe’s way of bringing a magical group of women together. We were meant to connect and help each other relax, let go, share, & dream. Allowing our body & mind to create soul space.

Three days of yoga, meditation, & soul work at the enchanting Travaasa Resort in Austin, Texas. Our group ranged from artists, designers, business women, mothers, & daughters from all over the world. Including local Austinites, Houstonians, Californians, and friendly foreigners from Canada & London.

The first night in Africa we stayed in a hotel in Nairobi as we arrived too late (3 of 4 flights) to continue traveling on. That night my dream was vivid. I woke up thinking was this for real or was I dreaming?

In my dream I met a male lion in the garden.

A recent summer’s adventure began in a little thatched roof surf shop nestled into powder white sand next to the turquoise Caribbean sea.

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She shook her head in disbelief as her blue eyes became wider and misty with tears. Then her face became calm as she giggled to herself. She went on to tell me her story.

Have you ever had to go through the day without having the chance to brush your teeth?

In 2003, my family returned to the United States after living abroad in England for fifteen years. After only a few days in the humid, allergen-laden Houston air, our little boy Sam had an asthma attack. Luckily, a precautionary “emergency” inhaler quickly dilated the bronchi in his lungs, and he recovered.

Finding A Moment’s Peace at Cal A Vie Resort & Spa:

I focused on one step at a time as we climbed the initial 207 steps (who’s counting?) . Being the motivational speaker for Cal-a-Vie’s Woman’s Week I felt compelled to squeak out something to the ladies (who were already way ahead of me up the first hill), “One step at a time!”