Making space, trusting myself.


Three weeks ago I gave notice at a job I totally created for myself nearly 5 years ago. 

Like a good blogger, I wrote about getting this job: Did I ever tell you about that time I got fired?

One of my favorite things in the world to do for A Good Egg Dining Group is publicity for restaurant openings. The most recent from-the-ground-up experience: Let’s talk about Kitchen No. 324 in Oklahoma City You guys, that was some serious fun. Eating. Tweeting. Photography. People. Good stuff. 

I love this place. I came to A Good Egg Dining Group on faith that here would be a place I could grow my career and help tell the story of the emerging culture of food and dining in Oklahoma City. Little did I know I would also find deep friendships, chosen family and an environment where my professional life could thrive. I’m so incredibly grateful for my time here. I’ve always said I’d never work for anyone else — unless it was myself. 

So here I am — I’ve found a different calling. A calling that started as a whisper. Six months ago? Two years ago? Twenty years ago? It really depends on when I claim to have started listening. For sure, I really started listening (yet somehow ignoring) about a year and a half ago when a life coach I’d hired suggested I might be a life coach. I sat on that for a while.

Then, 6 months ago or so, the whispers got louder and took the risk to pursue this thing: Choosing the Mighty Life

I didn’t know answering this call would mean a big life change and certainly not this quickly. But…I know how fast time can go. I know that putting off the decision to switch careers could look like a 3 month start plan and turn into a two year dance of procrastination. I do know how life works. Two years can morph into ten in a flash. 

I also know how busy work can be. And parenthood. And the array of things I love to manifest, like Sheri’s Living Room. There’s only so much time in the day and I needed some space. 

“Letting go makes way for something closer to your truth…which is always more beautiful. Always.” ~ Danielle LaPorte, How to make space for quality to show up in your life.

I love helping people. I already have steady clients who value my help enough to pay me. I think these folks are the bees knees and am SO INSPIRED by the changes I’m seeing in just the little time we’ve been working together. I love the work. I love learning about personal transformation and human development. I love my ridiculously curious and excited mind. I love deploying the right questions at the right time to change how someone sees their situation…like cracking a door open to a whole other room they never knew was there. 

I’ll write more about this in the future.

“Letting Go” emerged as a pattern/theme in my life as I’ve got into deep inquiry. I can’t let go very well and this…THIS RIGHT HERE…is me breaking that pattern. This is me listening to the universe, doing the damn thing, trusting myself. It’s frightening and exhilarating and I can’t wait to get all the way started. 

For the next few weeks I’ll be seeing my current clients (and the ones who contributed to my fundraiser) and doing so much homework. Getting clear on exactly what I want this to be for Oklahoma City and beyond. 

1: If you want to stay in the know, I did create a mailing list for this new endeavor:

2: If you want to book an appointment, here’s the place for that:

 I’m so in love with life right now. SO. IN. LOVE. 


Interchange: weekend number three.

I originally wrote this on the date I assigned to the post, though I am posting it weeks later and backdating it. Just to clear up any possible confusion.

I’m sitting in the corner of Mama’s Royal Cafe in Oakland wishing I had more carefully observed Yelp’s information because there’s no wifi here. Which means I can’t stay as long as I like in the tall white room with yellow light, white walls and dark mint green wood trim. The black and red linoleum tiles turn the space into a checkerboard, but maybe that’s me. 


Sitting here, alone at this table I’m contemplating my next move. I don’t mean for the morning wifi hunt (I’ve already decided on that), I mean Life Things. 

Of course I mean Life Things. I’ve been hunting my next move for years. And I do keep hunting. Doing. Moving. And I feel as if I’m approaching something. On my bad days it’s a wall. I’m stuck at this wall that just seems to difficult to deconstruct. Or to climb over. On my good days it’s a precipice — a cliff for jump off of? Or an ocean to dive into. 

This weekend at Interchange we studied improvisational techniques in counseling. One activity found me eyes closed in front of witness and moving my body in whatever way I felt it tell me. In my stillness I sensed a lot of signals and followed those impulses. One such impulse was to glide through deep water, not as a human. I don’t intend to become a mermaid anytime soon but this sense of freedom was fascinating. Not that mermaids or stingrays are all the way free — they’re still stuck in the water. And I wanted for a moment to comment that at least there’s no resistance in the water. 

But that’s wrong. Water is nothing BUT resistance. But it’s the resistance and the creature in the resistance that makes powerful, underwater gliding happen. 

So here’s to me uncovering my smooth surfaces, activating my powerful navigation and developing my muscle memory. And gliding. 

Super easy ice cream on the fly

I’m not even kidding here. Essentially, there are two ingredients. Frozen bananas and cocoa powder. You may use a little water or milk to loosen the mix if you think it needs it. But, seriously, give it a chance. The less liquid you add, the more firm your ice cream will be. For these 4 bananas I used a couple tablespoons of almond milk. I think that a food processor is a must, though I have made this in a Vitamix. You could probably make it in your Ninja. Maybe even your blender…if you know your blender is up to the task. The reason I like the food processor is simply because it’s easier to scrape out into a bowl.

Behold! The visual recipe!







Geez…that kid and his Poland birthmark. Gets me every time.

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