Do you allow your children to eat cookie dough?
I do.
And I eat it too!
I like the dough better than the baked cookies!
How about you?
Are you doughy?
Tag Archives: life
Be Leaving Slippers at the Door
My mom died just over two years ago.
Wump!
My dad has not been a part of our daily life in the last nine months.
Wump! Wump!
My life and the daily rhythm of my brood of boys has changed drastically over the last two years. The two people that played such a significant part in their lives, are now gone.
Gone without understanding or knowing.
Disappeared from our presence but not from our thoughts or our hearts.
We cannot pretend to understand another’s grief.
We can only sit with them in acceptance for wherever they are.
We cannot judge.
We can only be.
Last Thursday, after much personal work with a beautiful counsellor, we decided to leave Papa’s slippers outside the door.
A symbol of welcoming.
In hopes that he will soon return.
To our daily life.
With his arms always loaded with fun things to do and great gifts to eat.
With his joyful laughter and silly stories.
Our door is always open to you Papa!
We don’t understand.
But we love!
With open hearts.
Open arms.
Open doors.
Your slippers are waiting Papa!
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Be Creating a Culture of Honour (Panda Style)
When you desire a culture of honour and have the privileged to see it face-to-face, it is humbling.
Win or lose.
Good or bad.
Honour stands.
It gives freedom.
It shows respect.
It is empowering.
It involves healthy discipline not punishment.
Culture of honour for me is thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Honour.
Freedom.
Respect.
Empowerment.
Healthy discipline.
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My CC, was able to sit in a circle of honour last weekend.
Surrounded by warrior athletes, who sacrifice to help their team become its best year after year.
They are led by their empowering coach, my coach from many years ago when I played Varsity volleyball.
Despite losing last weekend’s match, my son was welcomed into the fold to stretch, hangout and be amongst these warrior women and coaches.
Being present.
Creating space.
Growing.
Allowing being.
I am reading this amazing book as I seek honour.
Within myself.
With my Sexy Neck.
With my boys.
With my family.
With my friends.
In my community.
Within my business.
Culture of honour.
Honouring myself, which honouring every person who comes across my path.
Be a Dream Car
I fell in love with a car!
Way back in 2001.
I had the great privilege to commute with an amazing group of human beings to a small outlying “VIlle” to teach. I taught thirty-three grade six and seven students and had a third of the school in my class, even though there were 6 teachers on staff. The school was declining in size! I was fortunate to learn many new things, fall in love with my students and the staff and find my dream car.
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Is it weird that I had never had a dream car before?
Is is strange that my dream was a van?
Perhaps, God knew about the brood of boys that were coming into our life six years later.
I have fallen in love with how he prepares me for “events” in my life.
Day by day.
Person by person.
Story by story.
In 2001, we commuted in a brand, spanking new 2001 grey Honda Odyssey. On those 5:45am pick-ups, this vehicle was luxury. With its captain seats and personal water bottles, I thought that I had it made! And that was how my dream was created.
One day.
Some how.
I would own a 2001 Honda Odyssey.
Ten years later, in 2011, we decided to look for a Honda Odyssey as we awaited the birth of our third and three car seats would not fit in the back of our current vehicle.
Enter stage left, a beautiful grey 2001 Honda Odyssey that we could pay cash for and enjoy every day until last Friday.
She decided to stop on the side of the highway.
Just like that! She sat there for three days while we pondered and prayed and wandered and wondered.
A few friends sat together in our wonderings.
And we are so grateful!
This van taught me how to dream, about cars.
Now she is reminding me how to dream in others ways.
Perhaps our life is meant to be with one car?
I wonder what will happen in the next weeks so that we could pay cash for a new car?
I am excited.
I am leaning in with anticipation.
I am dreaming.
I am so grateful for this dream car!
Be Merry Christmas-ing
Merry Christmas from here to there.
Whatever your internal or external season.
Whomever you are surrounded by or whether you are alone or lonely.
May you feel this Merry Christmas wish.
May my unfolding story bring you hope.
With joy and gratitude for what can happen in one year.
Finding freedom to live my life.
Being me.
Pouring out my heart.
Being each moment.
Imperfectly perfect.
Beautifully imperfect.
Living in freedom this Christmas season.
Wishing each person that knows me or my words a very Merry Christmas.
Happy birthday Jesus!
Jesus, the giver of great gifts and the ultimate giver of freedom, grace and love. 
Be on a Sunrise Ski
Two slender boards sliding through the powder.
A Labrador retriever frolicking at the end of a leather leash.
A happy mama taking time to be still while gliding through the snow.
Be.
Be still.
Be still and.
Be still and know.
Be still and know I.
Be still and know I am God.
Be still and know I am.
Be still and know I.
Be still and know.
Be still and.
Be still.
Be.
Be you.
Your strengths.
Your gifts.
Your talents.
Be present.
Be still within.
Be enough. 
Side note: I think this is one of the best parts of my early morning skiis, pajama-clad boys in the window.
May you have many beautiful smiles to come home to during this Christmas season.
Be Creating a Full Time Family
A family where we can choose to spend most of our time together.
A family where the children have equal time with both parents.
A family that can be full time living life together and part time at work.
My personal definition of a full time family.
A place where we choose our schedule and money is of no consequence. (What is money anyways, but a concept of trading money for time.) We are working very hard, every day to create residual, freedom income. Sexy Neck is working with a contractor to create a rental home on our property. I have launched a book into the world and I love coaching people using nutritional systems I love. The company gives me rebates for supporting and loving people to reach their individual energy, performance, weight loss, healthy aging or even financial goals.
My dreams continue to become reality as Sexy Neck and I walked our boys to school together today. As he is an educator with similar hours, I can count on two hands how many times he has been able to walk with us to school in the last four years.
I will hold to my full time family vision, not knowing ‘how’ it is going to unfold. My mom’s death taught me that sometimes we can’t just figure things out, we must walk them out.
With excitement.
With gratitude for each day.
With moments like this.
As a full time family.
Be Seeking Solitude
I ain’t small.
I can use a gym voice.
I have spent a plethora of time in gymnasiums and ice rinks.
I love chatting to strangers and hearing others stories.
I have filled a whole bunch of air with my words.
Through the inspiring women currently surrounding me, I am realizing that solitude and silence fills the air with more.
My words matter when there are less of them, leaving space for others.
My being matters when there is less of me “out there”.
Solitude is my sanctuary.
Silence is my place to be.
Seeking solice in space within.
Re-reading books for a second time, which is unheard of for me.
Pondering Henri J.M Nouwen’s words on silence:
“Silence makes us pilgrims.
Silence guards the fire within.
Silence teaches us to speak.
Silence is the mystery of the future world.”
Be seeking solitude.
In silence.
Being me.
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With gratitude for showing me the beauty and safety of silence: Annette and Miriam. (You can find Miriam at: http://www.miriamdesjardins.com)
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