I've written before about my battles with my neighbors, and it has reached a fever pitch. My husband and I have endured constant harassment from a handful of narcissistic, mentally ill psychopaths for months now. We have had enough.

I’ve been volunteering for an organization for three years, serving on the board of directors.   The 5 of us together made significant, positive changes in our community, and we took a lot of pride in what we did. 

Labor Day is usually about honoring physical work—the people who built our roads, taught our kids, fixed our plumbing, served our coffee, and kept our lights on.
But what about the effort you put in every single day… in your head?

A hypnosis-infused love letter to your romantic reprogramming

Let’s set the scene.

You’re dating again—hopeful, heart open, hair washed.

Manifest Your Mate (While Ditching The Dicks and Dick-ettes)

Because You Deserve More Than Half-Assed Texts and “U up?” at 2am

Let’s get one thing straight: Manifesting your dream partner is NOT about vision boards plastered with shirtless celebrities or meditating so hard you pass out in a Himalayan salt lamp coma.

Finding out your partner cheated on you sucks.  It really, really sucks.

It feels like someone threw your heart in a blender, hit purée, and poured it all over a plate of “WTF just happened?”

As much as it hurts now…

They just did you the biggest favor of your life.

Yep, you heard me.

If you’ve been around personal development, spirituality, hypnosis—or a comedy stage—for more than a hot minute, you’ve probably noticed something…

Three is everywhere.

The Holy Trinity

Maiden, Mother, Crone

Sun, Moon, Earth

Mind, Body, Spirit

Conscious, Subconscious, Superconscious

And of course… Set up, set up… punchline.

As I’ve incorporated NIA (holistic movement, see NiaNow.com for more info) into my life this past year, I’ve been able to add a whole new dimension of transformation to my hypnosis practice; the relationship between mind, body, emotions, and spirit.

A few weeks ago, I read a touching Facebook post from a couple.

Ok so I'm patting (my wife and I) on the back. We got home from vacation and had to deal with a flat tire in airport parking lot.

While I was at my Nia Blue Belt Training, Winalee Zeeb, the instructor, gave each of us a Galactic Calendar.  I loved the artwork on it, but then I started digging into it…wow, just wow!  It adds a whole new way of looking at your day. 

In junior high school (the 1980’s equivalent of “middle school”) I had an “adversary” in my chorus class.  We both sang, we both played piano, we were friends.  We both led our chorus sections (she was a soprano, I was an alto). 

I got back from my NIA Blue Belt Training in Lansing, MI, a few hours ago, and I am "recapitulating" the six days I spent learning the 13 Principles of the Blue Belt, going a bit deeper into my NIA practice.