When your best friend comes to you and says “I fucked up. I cheated on my boyfriend, and I feel disgusting. “ You see her pain yes? You don’t say “KAREN YOU DUMB BITCH!”. Well, that isn’t the first thing you say at least. You hold her in her pain, and see her without judgement.

You, yourself, are NOT the exception to this loving kindness you so freely have within you. You aren't that special that you aren’t just as human as Karen is to accept this kindness.

Are you craving some ease, confidence and love within your body? 

Yes? Of course. But, you also don't want to spend a ton of money on self help books, masks and trips to the spa?

I got you girl, don't worry. 

What if I told you that you could eat pizza or have wine without guilt?

Would you roll your eyes, waiting to hear what BS falls from my mouth? Or would you be open to trying something completely different than anything you’ve ever done before. Because at this point, you’re open to trying anything, no matter how out there it sounds—if it means you can stop obsessing about food.

I’m sure you know heartbreak, even if the decision to end a relationship is yours, your heart still hurts. Hurt is a cute way to talk about. Heartbreak felt like being okay for milliseconds, and then being hit by a large semi that erupted all of your feelings in your body, making you feel every single piece, one at a time. Like you can’t breathe, and can’t feel, but you can feel everything all at once. Like you can’t eat, because your body feels too full of hurt. Like you may actually die from the pain your heart is experiencing.

I'm falling in love with summer and it's not even fully summer yet. I just realized another thing as I'm typing this, I'm falling in love with summer because this is the first time that I've had the kind of freedom I do now since the summer when I was 15. Ohmygoodness. That was the last summer I spent being outside, playing, and reading. Ugh, I read so much that summer. 

So here you are, coming up on a day that celebrates the magic of mothers but every card you pick up doesn’t feel right. You don’t feel like there's a card that says I love you, but I’m hurt, and I don’t feel this magic or connection with you—but I’m not supposed to say that because you gave me life.

If you find yourself being short with people and holding back how you feel because it feels vulnerable, scary and uncomfortable, I get it  . You're not alone. But...you kinda, gotta take action so the same behaviors don't keep showing up and so you can actually be IN your relationship/friendships etc. 

Six years ago I called my dad and told him that I wanted to start a business online that worked solely with women. I told him that I wanted to create what I needed, what I couldn't find.

A place for women to learn how to create healthy relationships with food, movement and their body. A place where women were guided 1:1 in a safe space, without judgement. A place where women could be met where they're at.

Your journey back to self won't ever be found in MyFitnessPal or a workout program. It will be found when you tune in, challenge the beliefs you have about your life, and begin to rewrite your story. 

I played with his hair. Which is long, that he wears in a bun. 

He looked up at me, while I ran my fingers through his hair and I don't know what he was thinking, but all I know is that it felt like he was looking right into me. I wanted to look away because it  felt so intimate but I didn't.