The Power Within ~ Field Journal

I recently realized that perhaps I don’t have a problem finding the words. I have a problem using them to ask for what I need. There are places in my life where I speak freely and powerfully. I have coached two different cohorts and trusted what came through me. When I stopped trying to mentally construct what someone needed to hear and allowed God to guide me, the words came. Those coaching experiences were powerful. The people I served felt seen and supported. Many of them

A few mornings ago, I heard myself say something that stopped me in my tracks: “Words are not my first language.” What I meant was that I don’t always trust myself to communicate. I worry that I won’t know what to say, that the words won’t come out correctly, or that I won’t be able to express what I know and feel so deeply within me. I have spent a lot of time telling myself: “I don’t have the words.” “I don’t know what to say.” “I can’t trust myself to speak.” And then my t

This week, I experienced something I've been thinking about ever since. It wasn't a dramatic moment. No lightning bolt. No life-changing announcement. Just a quiet realization that has continued to unfold over the last few days. This week it was my turn to facilitate our Coaches Coaching Coaches group. Every DreamBuilder session begins by generating state. Normally, we do that through intentional breathing. We take a few slow breaths together, allowing ourselves to settle in,

There was a time when I believed every thought that passed through my mind. Every insecurity. Every fear. Every doubt. Every label. If I thought it, it must be true. If someone said it, it must define me. If I felt it long enough, it must simply be who I was. Looking back now, I realize something heartbreaking. Somewhere along the way, I stopped listening to my own soul... and I started listening to everyone else's voices. Not all at once. Little by little. A comment. A compa

Caring for the body you have while becoming the healthiest version of you Every one of these women is me. I’ve lived in a body over 220 pounds. I’ve lived in a body around 135 pounds. And today, my body is somewhere in between. For a long time, I think I believed one of those bodies was the success story. The smaller one. The “after.” The version of me who had released 85 pounds and 55 inches. I don’t believe that anymore. Several years ago, I changed the way I was nourishing

One of Those Perfect Days Some days just feel like magic from beginning to end. This was one of those days. Doug and I had met two beautiful souls that morning who shared their perspective that we're all stardust—that everything is connected, and that sometimes the cracks in our lives are what allow our light to shine through. Later, we had breakfast at a little restaurant where we met Joe, the owner. We loved everything about him. His joy. His heart. The way he involved his