Did you know you are already living your purpose?

“Be the best you now and watch everything else click into place”—Anonymous Growing up, we waited for our bodies to develop so that we could say we were women instead of girls. We waited some more to fully develop. It seemed like all we were doing was waiting to grow into something better. Are we doing ourselves a disservice by thinking we need to keep waiting to grow into our best self, fulfill our passion…

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Building a purposeful future by being present now

“Forever is composed of nows.”—Emily Dickinson I couldn’t wait to outrun the moment surrounded by morning hikers, outrun it to where I would walk among the redwoods in quiet solitude to think, connect with my best self and expel energy into future plans. Yet did I really need to escape to a thousand different tomorrows and outrun my now, all in the hopes of connecting with my best self tomorrow? I needed to think. I…

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Clearing the path to your best self

“…for weeds soon choke up the unused path”—Ralph Waldo Emerson It’s like a fairy tale: a woman shrinks back into herself, fearful of the tall, live weeds that intrude upon the path. The tall, thorny weeds come alive and grow and grow and soon they overtake the woman. But it’s not a fairy tale: the weeds are encroaching along the path of your life, threatening to creep in ever closer. How do you stop them…

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How measuring my shoulder blade became an act of self-love

“Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.”—Coco Chanel Do you know what you really look like? Unless you have elasticity that knows no bounds or can turn your head a whopping 360 degrees, I venture to say that you have an incomplete idea of what you look like. Which brings me to the point of this self-love post: is it fair to criticize ourselves when we don’t even know what we really look…

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Getting too comfortable in life strained my lower back!

Movement, both physically and emotionally, has not been my strong suits within the last year. Because I need to redeem myself slightly in your eyes, let me state also that this lack of movement, both physically and emotionally, have not always been the norm. I was born a runner (ask my parents; I ran my own mini marathon, away from them, when I was just 5 years old!). My last name is “Walker,” for goodness…

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