How I Learned to Breathe All Over Again
Where to begin? Well, here. I recently turned 40 and ushered in the new decade with a blissful retreat to former Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh’s Deer Park Monastery in Southern California…
Where to begin? Well, here. I recently turned 40 and ushered in the new decade with a blissful retreat to former Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh’s Deer Park Monastery in Southern California…
The holidays are here at last, which means every radio commercial, web banner and email urges me to charge happily ahead to lock in all sorts of enticing deals.
My heart aches for all the families affected by the fires that have raged across Northern and Southern California in the last week.
I hung up the phone, tears in my eyes. Did that really just happen? The man that I thought I was going to marry just told me he loved me, but didn't see himself getting married and having a family.
I’m delighted to be back from my week-long retreat to Deer Park Monastery in the great hidden chaparral mountains of Southern California.
This month I’m turning 40, and I’ve never felt more at ease and peace with myself than I do now. I’ve committed to immersing myself in a spiritual practice unlike any path I’ve ever tread.
It seems so simple. Find the clutter, get rid of it. But there’s more to clutter than what we see on the surface. Those stacks of sagging boxes in the garage, rogue receipts...
I’ve partnered with thousands of people across the planet in an effort to help others get organized and find storage solutions that work for them.
There is something in my home that scares me to my core. Is it a "room of abyss"? A room or space so disorganized that I feel I would die of embarrassment if anyone ever saw it?
Buried Treasure. We are the modern day pirates of our own homes. We work hard to keep our precious items safe, sound, and able to be found by us and us alone.