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The Book Is Here!

Living Without Skin: Everything I Never Knew About Fierce Vulnerability is finally here! Click on Buy the Book in the banner above to get your copy today, or find it anywhere books are sold! Feeling vulnerable is frightening.Being fiercely vulnerable is phenomenal. Most of us spend a lifetime trying to avoid pain and insecurity while… Continue reading The Book Is Here!

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A Little More Haphazard Blogging

It seems as good a time as any to check back in here, especially since my last post was in November, 2020. I feel pretty confident that none of us were sad to see THAT year go. As we came through the beginning of 2021, it appears many of us were just trying to find… Continue reading A Little More Haphazard Blogging

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September 11

It was a day that altered every life in America in 2001. A day that taught me what patriotism looks like. A day when there was no right, no left, no Republican, no Democrat.   It was a day that we were all Americans. A day when parents stopped everything to rush to their children.… Continue reading September 11

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Lessons In Training For A Marathon (Or Learning To Write As Art)

“How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.” We’ve all heard the cliché describing the undertaking of anything that seems overwhelming. So it is with signing up for a writing course when you’ve never written anything for publication. Except it isn’t. Does fear of vulnerability, exposure, or failure exist at the prospect of eating an elephant?