Ever ask yourself… what’s the meaning of life?

Or, hey, as long as we’re asking deep questions here, let’s really get into it!

What’s the meaning of my life?

It’s a question I thought long and hard about all through college, being a philosophy major with a tendency to daydream.

No one seemed to have any satisfying answers. I wasn’t raised in a religious household, and the people I knew valued things like science and intellect (along with money and power) over any kind of spiritual principles.

There had to be something bigger – or so I hoped.

Then 9/11 happened, and the Twin Towers collapsed just a few blocks from my college dorm room. In the midst of death, destruction, and chaos, I became convinced that there was no meaning in life.

That kicked off a decade of searching for happiness in a drug, a drink, or some other shallow conquest.

Boy, was that a recipe for despair and hopelessness!

Over the next few years, I was introduced to the concept of recovery by a wise woman named Kathy.

And so I began a program of recovery, salvaging my life by finding my own personal Higher Power, which I call…


  • Love teaches me to recognize what I’m good at and embrace it fully.
  • Love teaches me to value myself and treat myself well.
  • Love teaches me to face my problems with faith and courage, not fear.
  • Love teaches me to be a kinder, gentler, and more generous mother, daughter, artist, and professional.

What do you believe in?

Let’s discover it together.

Learn more about working with me.


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