My secret Weapon.

There comes those weeks when you feel the never ending weight of to-do’s. And while you move at lightening speed, placing every task to bed, the list seems never ending.  On those weeks, I want nothing more than to scream to the conductor,

“stop the carosoul and let me off!”   “Can I stop the world for even one day?!”  I beg. Please tell me you can relate!

I could blame the work load, my demanding projects, or simply complain about busyness, but reality is, no one but me can help myself. It’s in my hands to change my perspective and make my days count. And count they should!

After all, I’ve been blessed immeasurably so that I may be a blessing to others…. to you! 

And without fail, each and every time, like a defeated dog with my tail between my legs, I find a quiet corner to reflect, regroup and reignite.

Meet my secret weapon…..



While this beautiful image may be new, it’s principals are tried and true- the backbone to my rebirth with “Making Brands Happen.” I find, that when my weeks bare even the smallest resemblance to that above, I’ve slipped in one of these areas and lost focus on what really matters.

Anxiety. Comparison. Twitter (aka: my arch nemesis). Pinterest. TV. Long lists. Expectations.

________ Insert your energy sucker here. Because really, that’s what they are.

Rather than staying focused during the hours of “getting things done” you waiver, leaving the hours meant for “living,” a time for playing catch up. Meet the carousol!

So today, I encourage you: Get it out- Let it go-Focus- DO- and cut yourself some slack.

Do whatever you need to do, to be the best YOU, you can possibly be.
Because today is precious- it’s time to make it count!


She eats take-out on Fine China.

Yes. This is me.

I  light candles when I brainstorm. I savour chocolate when Im creating. I use china for my omelet and love crystal for my water. I give favors at my parties and eat hamburgers on lace. I wear heels to the market and crank jazz tunes for dinner prep. 

I make fancy out of everything, because I want to and it makes me happy. In my world, every occasion is one worth celebrating and every moment is the perfect time to do it. And no matter how silly it may seem to some, to others it’s refreshing, appreciated and admired.

We are unique, each of us in our own way. We eat, sleep and breathe originality, but at times, we choose to shy away from that. Instead, we dare to see ourselves through others perspective,  carefully editing our actions, to produce a desired outcome… but, who’s desired outcome? 

Yes, at the heart of life, we all crave love: to be accepted, adored and maybe even cherished… both personally AND professionally. But, when we desire that more than authenticity, we shadow and stifle our own light. People see us not for who we really are, but rather a facade, that will eventually fall.

At times, it proves more difficult and warrants courage beyond belief,   but I’d rather be the best ME possible, than a decent second best of someone else!

So, I ask you today:

Who are you trying to be…… you or someone else? 

Quality over Quantity

As I pondered my New Year’s resolutions, the list kept building; including the usuals that tend to last a total of 48 hours, along with others that weigh heavy on my heart. From 3, came 5 and from 5 came 10.

As many know, I take resolutions quite seriously. Goals are my middle name and I’m one to stick to things ’till the job gets done… and well! (or mastered; whichever comes first) So, as I sat there staring at my pressing desires, I began to reflect on the heart of the matter. What did all these things have in common? 

Quality over Quantity

Whether its my personal life or my business, I tend to be gung ho! All in or nothing. I devour myself until Im chest deep in whatever it is Im doing. And while this is a wonderful asset, that lends to the over-achieving, persistent self starter that I am, it’s also, all consuming.

Let’s be frank…. “Balance” seems far from normal for this lady. 

So, as 2012 knocks on the door, I open, with favor for quality over quantity.


  •  I will choose to take on select projects that stir me from the inside, rather than every little thing that comes my way.
  •  I will focus on fewer projects at one time, to give each my absolute best and the extra attention each deserves, to fly and be fully appreciated/ savored.
  •  I will choose to supply quality content to my clients, rather than keeping up with the rat race, just to say I post 5 times a week.
  •  I will choose to focus on building select, strong networking relationships, with like minded professionals who share my values and passion. 
  •  I will choose efficiency over busy-ness.
  • I will choose to take breaks throughout the day and turn work off at 5…like the rest of the world. 
  • I will learn tomorrow comes quicker than I think, and leaving things until then, is OK!
  • I will choose slow, steady growth that can survive the times and favors longevity.
  • I will not be ashamed of my BIG DREAMS and will give myself what I need to achieve them 
  • I will not compare myself or my work to others and will instead, focus that attention of being the best ME I can be. 
  • I will not allow others hesitations, negativity or outlook, to affect my own heart, passion and dreams
  • I will choose vulnerability, openness and being raw: and not be ashamed if others don’t approve 


  • I will be intentional about setting date nights with my girlfriends and initiating mid-day coffee  breaks more frequently.
  • I will choose to be away from the computer, when my husband is home and wants to play “house”.
  • I will choose start my day with prayer, reflection and education, before emails, tweets and posts. 
  • I will choose to speak up about my faith, even when its uncomfortable and makes me feel like an outcast.
  • I will be OK with not working out, if I don’t have time for the 3rd day in a row and will NOT feel guilty about it. 
  • I will be OK with splurging on myself every now and again; I’m worth it! and the well won’t run dry because of one nice piece of clothing or one fancy dinner out.
  • I will choose my pumps over my boots ever now and again, to embrace the me I’ve known my whole life and deeply missed this past year.
  • I will set boundaries between people and things that have a negative impact on me; acknowledging their potential for long term hurt/ damage. 
  • I will put my family first: our needs are more important that always trying to keep peace or doing what others think I should or is “best”.
  • I will accept that there is no one model to be a Christian and will continue to carve my path and deepen my relationship with God (no matter how different it may look for others).
  • I will own the fact that I constantly change and evolve as a person. Some may deem that “re-invention,” I see it as “growth!”
  • I will embrace me and love her, flaws and all 

And finally, going back to where my journey all began…

“I will hold myself to a standard of Grace, rather than perfection!”  Emily Ley 

Conscious of our Treasures


“I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so bad!” ~ The Sound of Music

There is so much truth in this famous line from one of my nearest and dearest favorite movies.

Life gets busy, the B + C list’s get pushed to F list and you’re running around like a crazy person, attempting to feel accomplished. When life gets like this, no matter how hard I try or what I do, there’s never enough time in that day. And the reality is, that many times the things I’m pushing for will never fill the “accomplished” void im seeking. That belongs to my God.

For a long time, I pushed hard, trying to jam that square into a circle. And at the end of the day, I still felt small.

Fed up with my obsessive, extremely A- type personality, I made a list; a list of all the things that made me happy, no matter the circumstance. These things were my sheer joy, pure bliss, peace and serenity. They make my heart feel warm and fuzzy. And while it may have taken me years to realize it, they now are my measuring stick for life.

When these things are lacking in my week, I know I’m running too hard. I’m pushing beyond enjoyment and its time to take a step back and enjoy life. After all, at the end of the journey, these are the moments that matter; Not work, not the toys, not the money.

Meet my measuring stick!

1. Jitter beans and Talk shows
~Morning Coffee over Regis & Kelly

Everymorning Dave wakes me up with a cup of his perfectly perfected cafe java. Truth be told, it my favourite! (even more than starbucks…. but don’t tell anyone. I have a rep to maintain!)
We proceed to our ususl spots (mine on the Big Bird Yellow Sofa Chair, his, the left hand corner of our couch) and visit for a few minutes before our show starts. We both have the luxury (most mornings) of being able to take this time out to relax and set the tone for our days. Surprisingly, this is sometimes enough to keep us feeling connected during hectic weeks, that leave little time for date nights. Regis & Kelly finishes off our morning routine perfectly, with a few good cheesy laughs and my daily fix of Kelly’s fabulous waredrobe selections.

2.Clasps of Love
~Hand holding in the car, grocery shoping, on the couch, where ever.

Ever since I met Dave, I knew there was something difference about him; something that made me feel more connected to a man, then I ever had. It was his touch, constantly: his way of showing me he was there, in the moment, and present. Our hands clasped together is a reminder that we’re in this togther, always. Not one following the other, but side by side, as a couple, because neither of us would choose to do it alone!

3.Foot on Path
~trails runs along the water with my pooch, Guiness

I am blessed to live in a glorious town. A small waterfront community, in an apartment, whos every room looks to the water and trails. The view speaks to me, each day in different ways. Most days, it pulls me outside, Guiness, my chocolate brown Labradoodle in tow, to put foot to path and hear the beat of my heart and sound of my breath. In these moments, I can think clearly, appreciate the place I live in and savour the moment.

4.Banter & Wine
~Weekly date nights with our adopted family

My friends are family and my time with them is imperitive! I do everything in my power to uphold our weekly traditions. To me, that time is sacrisanct. Wednesday nights, 10 of us gather for a pot luck dinner. Each week the roles rotate, but me, I’m always on dessert! (They love my oh so naughty, sweet treats!) In those four hours, nothing else matters. The concersation flows, (in conjuction with the wine) and togther, over a meal, we reconnect. These people are the essence of my happiness.

5.Worship & Praise
~Sunday dates with the Big Man upstairs

Every Saturday, I get excited for tomorrow. Sunday mornings are dedicated to spending time with the one, who above all else, matters most. God has transformed my life, in ways this little blog could not express, and has filled my heart with a desire to love him, praise him and serve him, in all that I do. I leave service, each sunday, invigorated, passionate and inspired to live my faith, every day. If a woman like me can come to know Christ, than anyone can and should! It’s a beautiful thing.

6. Humourous Innocence
~Watching cheesy TV shows & classic movies

TV now, comprises mostly of trash; drama, wealth, power, status and money. And after watching certain shows, my mood would change. Until I cut crappy TV out of my life as an experiment (for a pre-determined amount of time), I never realized how effected I was by it. I’ve always loved the innocence of 90’s TV sitcomes and Old Classic movies from the Golden Era.

Re-runs of shows like, According to Jim, Golden Girls, Home Improvement, Reba and Gilmore Girls, have become my escape. I watch them to unwind and leave the couch feeling warm and fuzzy. The morals are in check, the humour innocent but still funny and the dynamics are admirable.

I also collect, classic movies, any thing with Audrey, Barbara, Marilyn and Julie Andrews, are a MUST! These films bring me to a time when things were so much simpler, (even though they had their own trials) and I love the naustalgia that comes along with it.

7.The words of Truth
~Night time cuddles & reading with my Boys

When the TV clicks off, Guiness runs to the bed. This is his (and our) favourite time of day. The three of us crawl in to bed, and snuggle up close with our books. Our devotions and Scripture reading come first, and after that, we let our minds wander. Some times it fiction, others is non-fcition. But never-the-less, our night time routine is precious.

So, tell me: What is your measuring stick? 

It doesn’t interest me.

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, If you have been opened by life’s betrayals or Have become shriveled and closed from fear or further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own; If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you To the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

I want to know if you can see beauty Even when it is not pretty every day, And if you can source your life from God’s presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout, “Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have, I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, Weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came to be here, I want to know if you will stand in the center of the Fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with you whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away,

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, And if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.


The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer