Everywhere you go, let your rockstar heart shine and find a way to meet the world where they’re at, and share the greatness that lives in your heart.
Today, as we remember 9/11 I want to share this chapter from my book which invites us to consider another perspective on how we memorialize war.
Walking through the Holocaust Museum I asked myself, “How am I like Hitler? What part of me is him?”
So much of what we are taught about helping ourselves misses the truth that real self-help is learning to love ourselves.
Experience the love we all so desire by holding your heart and your loved ones in that safe place deep inside where only love lives.
Without a daily practice we forget our true nature, just like I forgot the voice of my mom…