I can’t help it. I’m an open book.

So, while I meant to write sooner and tell you how perfect my September Book Tour was, the truth is, I just couldn’t.

Yes, I had six magical gatherings. And the joy of sharing my story, my art and my heart with rooms full of the most loving and  appreciative women (and some pretty wonderful men as well.)

Then, muck happened.

When I was up in San Francisco, right in the midst of the magic, I was gob-smacked by a devastatingly serious family crisis. The kind of thing that would have sent me straight to bed a few years ago.

But as I crawled through the muck of worry, fear, grief and anguish, I had a  sense that the Universe wanted to see how just how committed I was to this idea of turning muck into magic.

If it weren’t for the unwavering support of my husband Will, who urged me to keep following my dream and to share the truth of what was happening with my audiences, I probably would have packed it up and gone home. But I am so glad that I didn’t.

But magic happened too. 

By sharing my truth (and even some tears), my book-signings had a richness, beyond anything I could have imagined.

We laughed. We cried. We connected at a deep soulful level. And I discovered an unstoppable resilience that I didn’t even know I had.

When I got home, I have to admit I was depleted and depressed.  So I allowed myself some time to do nothing. And to feel everything.

I read my own book and gave myself permission to “be one with the muck.” Now, after some quality time down there, I’m finally ready to spread my wings again and share.

Some magical moments from my book tour:

Life just isn’t an either/or proposition.

Let’s face it, whether we’re talking about my book tour or your holiday gathering, muck and magic will always co-exist.

When muck happens, I say honor it. And give yourself some time to feel the feelings that come with it.

Then, give thanks for What Is. By finding what’s right even when things go wrong, we can transform muck into magic.

Speaking of magic… 

Whether you were able to come to one of my book events (there will be more) or bought a book or shared my blog or just sent some good vibes my way, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I’m so grateful to be sharing this journey with you. (And if there’s something you’d like to share, please comment below.)


With wings of love,


P.S. You can uplift everyone on your list by just flying over to my home page and ordering my book. It’s inspiration for ages 9-99. (Excuse me for being the Goddess of Shameless Self-Promotion. But ’tis the season.)