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I am a glutton. It's the passion of us 7's on the Enneagram (also perhaps Scanners or Renaissance Souls?). It may not be about food (although that fits for me) but a glutton for anything -- experience, doing, seeing, touching, hearing, learning, etc.. I can feel like a giant mouth searching for things to CONSUME. Which can be really, really fun, if I keep coming back to the place of "Nothing....


Long time amazingly intelligent and even more resourceful Helga sent me this story yesterday - I had to share it with you! From Helga: Tried hard to arrange to get to your most recent retreat, but couldn't get kid-care on short notice. Guess it wasn't meant to be. I know it'll happen when the time is right. Meanwhile, I had a different kind of retreat. Knowing how much I wanted to go to your....


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Healthy  ⁄  Happiness

It’s 9 a.m. I’m back from dropping off my daughter at school, and it’s time to work on My Novel, the one that I’ve talked about writing for years and have actually been working on for four. I’m so committed to writing this opus, I’ve downscaled my life, shrunk my coaching practice, and stopped saying yes to many outside commitments. But by 9:30, I’ve already checked my e-mail....


About the whole law of attraction stuff? Whether it's Abraham stuff or Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill or now The Secret? It's that, in me, it encourages my small self to rule the show. I find myself attracted to these ideas (pardon the small pun) but then my scritchy, controlling, to-do list, hurry up and gulp the world self gets all stoked. It rubs it's little lovely hands together and....


Fit  ⁄  Energy

It’s mid-afternoon and I’m feeling the itch to move my body, but instead I return phone calls, wipe the kitchen counter, sort my daughter Lilly’s school papers. I haven’t really moved in almost two weeks, at least in any meaningful way, and I’m in “the box,” a place of parched fear, scratchy overanalyzing, and tart self-judgment. I find myself here about five or six times a year,....


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