Our lives may look different, but I’ve experienced your struggles.
I’ve felt as burdened and invisible as you may be feeling in this moment.
So many of us are inundated by expectations (including our own), and digging out from under them feels impossible.
Women are wired to serve and never take a minute to themselves. But it doesn’t have to be — shouldn’t be — this way.
Can I tell you a little bit of my story?
Growing up, I had a vision of the life I intended to live when I got older: move out, get married, have kids, buy a great house. Live happily ever after.
But once I’d grown up, reality didn’t look or feel like I’d envisioned. Even after I reached every milestone I set for myself, something was missing.
My to-do list was never-ending: laundry, meal planning, doctor’s appointments, running the kids to activities and sports. I said yes to roles and responsibilities I didn’t even want.
I was mentally exhausted before the day even began. And I felt guilty for having everything I thought I wanted but never feeling the joy I was supposed to feel.
I’d resolved more than a dozen times to find whatever was missing. I tried yoga. I planned Pinterest-perfect parties. I started a side hustle.
I was trying to keep up with the social media supermoms who seemed to be killing it. But everything I tried just left me even more empty.
In early 2017, I started getting up early just to have a few moments to myself. Where nobody expected anything from me. I’d make a cup of coffee, settle into my favorite chair, and stare out the window while my family slept.
IN THAT EARLY-MORNING QUIET, I FINALLY FOUND THE SOLACE I LONGED FOR.
Sitting in the dark, watching the neighborhood wake up, I let my thoughts wander.
One morning, a voice as clear as day said, “It’s time to move.”
I’d known the house we were in wasn’t our forever home, but we hadn’t yet found what was next.
I listened to the voice and started exploring. Within a month, we’d put money down on a lot to build our dream home.
Within three months we’d sold our house and moved across town to a ranch-style rental on a street that looked straight out of Leave it to Beaver.
Suddenly, no one knew me or cared what car I was driving.
I had nothing to prove!
It was the perfect opportunity to shrug off my obligations and lean into figuring out what I actually wanted in this life.
Staring out the window every morning soon morphed into a practice of active prayer where I connected with God and myself.
Then I added in writing, documenting the thoughts that bubbled up and noticing patterns as they emerged.
The practice that emerged was more than just a moment to myself: It was a slow introduction to the woman I hoped to become.
I STARTED TO COME ALIVE AND FEEL MORE SURE OF MYSELF. I WOKE UP LOOKING FORWARD TO THE DAY AHEAD.
That feeling I'd been missing was inside me all along. And I realized God had been by my side the whole time, guiding me down the path.
My stillness practice continues to this day. Every day, I write to God and ask him to pave the way to the life I want. He hasn’t let me down yet.
Now I want to teach you to create your own version of this practice so you can connect with the woman that perhaps, like me, you’ve been searching for. She’s already inside you.
I do my stillness and journaling practice first thing in the morning, when my mind is rested and clear. I build at least 30 minutes into my day to sit with my pen and journal (and a cup of coffee, of course!).
I open to a blank page and always write the same first words: “Good morning, God …” I do a quick internal scan and let myself write about whatever comes up.
What do I hope the day will bring?
Do I feel restless, tired, weary, happy, or frustrated?
What am I grateful for?
Anything in the future I want to see happen?
Anyone I need/want to pray for?
What’s on my mind?
What was I thinking about before I went to sleep last night?
What didn’t I have a chance to process yesterday?
What clarity have I found about something I’ve already journaled about?
In that stillness, I’m still never really alone in that space: My words flow directly from the page to God’s eyes and ears. He reads every word as I write it.
I always ask God what he has in store for me today, but I don’t expect an instant answer. He loves to show up when I least expect it.
Sometimes I’ll dash off a “by the way…” and soon after, a divine “coincidence” arrives as a little wink from God.
I didn’t grow up feeling God WAS sitting next to me.
As a child, even growing up in a loving church environment, I pictured God as a rule maker. As far as I knew, he lived in the clouds, surrounded by deputy angels charged with keeping tabs on me, making sure I did “the right thing.”
Yes — even God expected things of me.
Since I began this practice, my image of God is entirely different. He’s peaceful, sweet, and comforting.
Today, I understand he wants what's best for me, in the same way a parent does for their child.
He’s listening, and he’s ready to help.
I’ve been trained as a life coach. I worked for years with people in career transition.
But my approach stems from my personal experience: of working alongside my own counselor for more than 20 years and of creating this practice that’s transformed my life over time.
I’ll offer you tools, not solutions. I’ll ask questions but never give answers. I’ll help you see through your blind spots.
MY ROLE IS SIMPLE: ENCOURAGE YOU TO CREATE SPACE FOR YOURSELF, BE OPEN, AND LET THIS PROCSS AND PRACTICE TAKE SHAPE IN YOUR LIFE.
And I’m here to celebrate your lightbulb moments. Your aha's mean everything to me!