After two years of Covid, we're fatigued, our necks hurt from this "mask-no-mask" whiplash, and yet we're still hopeful. Join me on this journey of 111 minutes of pure observations and insight as I offer a "look back" at what the past two years have felt like. Full disclosure, cause we're friends, I recorded this on New Year's Eve annnd then after sitting on it for a week wanted to offer some "spiritual" addendums if you will. AKA - it is very important to me to offer you this episode from my highest place and that took a little post record zhuzh. I'm not saying this is going to be your favorite episode, but like, it's not not gonna be. Tune out and tune in as I share about what I think we can walk away with. And #sorrynotsorry but it's not pretty. I'm talking internalized anger, fear and shame. THIS IS A COMEDY SHOW PEOPLE. Let's have some fun huh? But for real, enjoy this. I love you. Mean it. 

I haven't been able to get The B-52's song "Roam" out of my head so I decided to talk about it! Heads up, ya girl sings a chorus or two in this episode. LOLZ. Cat's out of the bag America, we're moving to Atlanta and I couldn't feel freer. I have prided myself on "never giving up" but over the last year I have learned the value of shifting that phrase (and its weight) to "giving in". Don't work harder when you can work smarter. Go with what wants to move. Move with what is showing up and lean into faith. I've tried doing it all myself and this is as far as I've gotten, so yeah, I'm down to let go and let God - er - the Universe? Yahweh? Goddess? "God" by any other name is just as potent. Prosperity is your birthright, so roam if you want to baby! Go forth and prosper!

Start before you're ready baby! So here we are. It's our maiden voyage and we're diving off the deep end. Per usual. Join me as I offer the Cliff's Notes version of my "origin story". Aren't we all one bad relationship away from a spiritual awakening? Not everyone survives LA long enough to get sober, find themselves, and then - find themselves embarking on a new dream. But apparently, I did? Honestly, it's like this "luck" just won't run out. I'm a walking millennial Nancy Meyers movie that keeps rewriting its ending. It's here that I lay the groundwork for who I am, where we are, and how I intend to help us move forward. But also, can you help too? We're sinking. We need all hands on deck. LOLZ. You're gonna wanna lean in for this one. Tap in. Love you. Mean it.