The indicator light in your car comes on and you groan – one more thing to do you don’t have time for.

The indicator feeling in your LIFE comes on and what – what do you do with it? Did you catch it? Do you know which system it is referencing?

Today, for me, it is delight. The lightness, up, fun, happy – youthful giddiness. What is happening to me?! Oh, right. I am delighted – this is what it feels like. This is what life is like to be de-lighted.

Ah HAH! I want to use this! I want to make more. I want to really feel into this…

Two gals came to town for the weekend. I busted out the antique wine glasses I didn’t even remember I had. I ordered the decadent cake from the favorite bakery. I pulled out the wine. I kept the wood stove burning (and the TV off). Fuel me. Let this feeling in because this is the good stuff.

When do you delight? What is there, who is there, who are you in it? I would love to hear what delights you – it is such a gift to know and to feel it, to see the spark in others.

To your delight,


It turns out I have very weak dissatisfaction muscles. I’m not very practiced at or willing to feel into dissatisfaction. I don’t think of it as a scary feeling – but I have been avoiding it. For years.

What do you to avoid your feelings? For the sake of ease, I’m going to assume that if you are reading this you have, at times – if not all the time, used food to avoid feeling something. If not, fill in your version as we go along. It could be alcohol, TV, shopping, etc…

Last night I had the baby (who is teething) down (for what I hoped would be) the night and I just didn’t feel good. I felt off. Kind of yucky but not sick, just an unfamiliar not-so-good kind of different with an edge of tired. I knew that in the past I would have overeaten in that very first moment – or more likely, a few hours earlier! Since I didn’t do that I got to hang with the feeling. It didn’t go away. I went to bed and read with it, I turned out the light with it, and I fell asleep with it on me like a boring blanket.

Upon waking I had a realization. I had a dissatisfying night, eureka! My feeling matched the situation, it made sense! We had eaten the same meal I prepared the night before, and it was not as good as the first night. I spent my free Saturday night running errands all over town in the dark and rain to accomplish random tasks I wasn’t excited about – and uptempo Christmas music was playing almost everywhere I went.  I came home to a teething baby and her worn out dad.

It was not the kind of night you put on your vision board!

So what?

It was one dissatisfying evening in my life. What was the problem in feeling that? Why not feel the dissatisfaction? (Dissatisfied: Not content or happy with something.)  Who would want to feel happy or content with a night like that?!

There are two important points here:

  1. If I don’t let myself feel the dissatisfaction – how will I ever know to make change, or where to make it so that I can be more satisfied with my life?
  2. I can do dissatisfied. I can survive it. I can feel it and learn from it and live with it. Not all the time – but I can do it. It wont kill me, and yes, it actually will make me stronger if I let it.

So, these are the muscles I need to strengthen. I’ll be hitting sh*t gym on the regular I am sure, pumping it out and getting stronger, but also gaining perspective.

The more I allow the dissatisfaction to be real – allow it to exist – the more I will know about what needs to shift for me to enjoy my life more.

What do your feelings of late have to teach you?

In exploration,

Uncomfortable vs. Unfamiliar

Uncomfortable: causing or feeling slight pain or physical discomfort.
Unfamiliar: not known or recognized.*

When you start something new or different you may feel uncomfortable and we aren’t always sure we can do discomfort. We aren’t sure we will make it work, or even survive. We don’t always believe – in ourselves or in the process. We often stop what we are doing to avoid feeling uncomfortable, avoiding the new ‘uncomfortable’ in order to stay in the uncomfortable we know.

What you may also choose to feel is unfamiliar. It is different, it feels different in your body and brings different thoughts to your brain. I find fun, curiosity and energy in ‘unfamiliar’ that I don’t find in discomfort.

Doing new things may bring either one of these feelings or both of them. I invite you, when it is safe, to choose unfamiliar. To trade in the discomfort that you know for something new. You can do unfamiliar. You can do new things. You can do things you tried before and quit – and do them in a new way.

What would be different? What outcomes will be available for you now, that discomfort kept you from in the past?

Who are you going to be? I think you are someone who can do hard things. I want to hear about them.

Be in touch,

*Definitions from Google

Go. Play.

When was the last time you did?  How did it feel?  Do you want more of that?

Go.  Get some.


(I did last weekend!  Yoga. At a brewery.  With wood fired pizza… and friends! )

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I recently read a line in Brene Brown’s latest book “Rising Strong” that keeps rolling around in my mind the way that truth often does.

“…the most compassionate people I interviewed also have the most well-defined and well-respected boundaries. It surprised me at the time, but now I get it. They assume that other people are doing the best they can, but they also ask for what they need and they don’t put up with a lot of crap.”

I want to be a compassionate person. Sometimes I am. Most of the time I think I have good boundaries,  but what I notice about the times I don’t (which is more often that I’d like to admit) is that I am hardest on myself. I give away what I know is kindness towards me in pursuit of what I THINK will make others lives easier/better/etc.

What if other people are doing the best they can? What if you are, and I am?

How would we be different? How might that change…everything?