I’ve wrapped up a lot of coaching calls in the last twenty years—but last week might go down as one of my most memorable.

We were winding down a great session. The conversation had been honest, deep, and encouraging. And just as I glanced at the blinking light of my next call ringing in… the words ...

I hadn’t planned to run into anyone that day.

I had just finished mowing for three hours. I was sweaty, flushed, and probably didn’t smell like fresh flowers. You know the kind of afternoon—where your hair’s doing its own thing and the last thing on your mind is running into someone you know.

But ...

This morning, I headed out for a walk around the farm — one of my favorite ways to start the day. The sun was just coming up, and everything felt quiet and alive at the same time. Birds calling, cows in the distance, gravel underfoot — that kind of morning. I use an app on my watch to track how far ...

Have you ever had a feeling you just couldn’t quite put into words?
You’re not sad. You’re not even overwhelmed.
But something in you feels like it’s shifting—quietly.

Maybe you’ve thought to yourself,
"What is this? Why do I feel like I’m on the edge of something I can’t explain?"

I’ve felt that ...

You know that thing you keep saying you’ll get to?

That one corner of the house you’ve walked past a hundred times thinking, “I’ll start it when I have enough time.”
The bag of returns sitting by the door.
The picture frames leaning against the wall waiting to be hung.
The pantry shelf that drives ...

I have often said—when we’re in the thick of something hard, something we didn’t choose or can’t quite explain—it’s not in that exact moment that we pause and say, “Wow, I’m really learning something here!”

Usually, it’s months… sometimes years… before we can look back and see how much it changed u...

I’ve been working on something quietly… tucked away behind other responsibilities and behind seasons that weren’t quite ready yet.

And now it’s here.

Humble Hearth

The website is live, and I’m feeling all kinds of emotions — peace, joy, vulnerability… and more butterflies than I expected.

Not th...

There’s something sacred about this time of year on the farm.
The hum of the tractor, the smell of freshly turned soil, and the quiet knowing that what’s being planted today won’t show its promise for weeks. Maybe months.

My husband is out in the fields now, planting soybeans—corn will come next. A...

There’s something about spring that makes us pause. The air feels lighter, the light lingers a little longer, and suddenly the idea of "becoming" starts to surface again.

It’s not always about big change. Sometimes it’s just the quiet nudge to reconnect—with ourselves, with what matters, with the p...

There’s a quiet pull this time of year—a tug to open the windows, clear out what’s stale, and let something new begin to grow. But sometimes the mess isn’t just in the junk drawer or the closet… it’s in our thoughts, our habits, our calendars, or even our relationships.

Spring is the perfect time t...

I don’t know exactly when it happened, but somewhere along the way, my friends and I talk less about the latest trends and have started swapping stories about our (she says in a whisper) "aches and pains." (Now picture Charlie Brown's AAUGH!!!)

Instead of “Did you see the new fall boots?” it’s “I t...

Not every conversation, request, or expectation needs your attention right now. Read that again.

We live in a world that constantly pulls at us: emails, texts, people needing “just a minute” of our time. It’s easy to feel like we have to respond to everything, say yes to everyone, and carry more th...