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Now Begin Again: The Poem That Started this Adventure of an Unconventional Life

October 30, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

This month of remembering how close I came to death alongside the reality that my time is no longer as expansive as it was when I wrote this poem 25 years ago.

Its message is timeless and I am choosing, now, to begin again. Again.

Now Begin, the Poem –

Take away the degrees, titles accomplishments –

What is discovered at your core?

What is that unique, special spark

You’ve buried deep, neglected, chosen to ignore?

Seeking to please whomever

Drowning out pure longings from your heart

Struggling, freezing, suffocating

Until finally, you choose to start –

Whispers from the spirit –

Souls song from deep within

After dancing, stranger among strangers

Claim it. Your life. Now begin.

Thank you for following along as the healing has continued. May you be blessed as you claim your life and begin…. once again.

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✍🏻I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

🎯 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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Lessons Learned & Fires Ignited

October 30, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

The biggest change after I almost died was creating projects that kept me deeply connected to life as it unfolded around me.

I started three different 377 consecutive day projects that helped see me through the Covid19 pandemic, the death of both my parents and my youngest brother, multiple family crises and an attempted move and finally a move to the East Coast to finally try to live out my life dreams.

I haven’t quite accomplished that yet, but I am much closer now than I was in 2019.

Considering how much happened in the interim, I am proud of myself for learning to go more slowly and revel in making my work sparkle instead of hustling and pushing.

My projects included: 377 Haiku in 377 days; 377 Tree hugs (or more) in 377 days (and it is still continuing – not every day but I have hugged trees in 20 different states in the United States and have learned all about champion trees, celebrity trees and more. The last project has continued beyond 377 – writing “Good Morning, Love” and homage to my mother who used to greet me like that every day.

I have found I love living alone but I wish I had someone to say “Good Morning” to every day. Now I say “Good Morning, Love” to my facebook friends and others. I may move it to substack in the future – we will see. For now, showing up and continuing to move forward with love is the very best I can do.

Julie Jordan Scott, writer, creativity coach, award winning actor walking in the woods
Julie Jordan Scott, walking in the woods

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🎁   Your presence here makes me feel grateful. 

✍🏻I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

🎯 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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The Blessings of the Ordinary Extraordinary: The Infinite Loop De Loop of Giving Back after Once Again Receiving Life

October 13, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

It has been unique to study my life as it nearly ended five years ago today. 

What has happened in the interim? What has shifted? How have the themes of mortality and choosing life and healing resonated throughout my experiences?

The first obvious happening includes the Covid19 Pandemic that changed the world greatly that gained space in the spotlight shortly after I was hospitalized. In fact, during our East Coast visit from Bakersfield we visited a Gaming Arena (my son is a professional gamer) in New Rochelle, New York which was one of the earliest American cities hit by Covid19. 

In February of 2020, my daughter Emma and I visited my parents in Flagstaff and my father died right before we felt comfortable traveling again: I was ten days out of my second vaccination in April 2021 when I got the call: it was officially too late to see my father alive again.

My mortality was first and foremost for those weeks in October 2019 and since then, death, loss and other people’s mortality has been an ongoing theme.

Unfortunately, my youngest brother, Joe, died in December 2021 and my mother died in August, 2023. 

That was a lot of grief in these last five years – and because I am blessed to have many friends as well, I lost too many friends who were too young. Most recently, I lost the woman who I refer to as “My Spirtual Mother” – and I was so grateful to be able to attend her funeral and see her children who I grew up with in Glen Ridge, New Jersey.

At the end of 2019 I started with my 377 Haiku project – a chance for me to practice creativity consistently and share it, much like I shared my days in the hospital. By being seen, heard and experienced while I was in the hospital, seeing people’s comments helped me feel better.

Daily photo taking and short poetry writing and sharing them brought a love influx which helped lift me out of the sadness that felt like it was subtracting so much out of me. Haiku literally saved my life – and that is the title of my book that will soon be out, sharing the profound joy of disciplined creativity. 

It was followed by 377 tree hugs and after that, I started writing a daily love letter to my readers inspired by my mother’s frequent greeting when I first saw her at the start of a new day, “Good Morning, Love.”

One of the biggest challenges of living alone now after I moved across the country from Bakersfield, California to Sussex Borough, New Jersey was not having anyone to greet when I woke up. 

“Good Morning, Love” created a win-win of having many some-ones to say Good Morning to AND once again, it kept me from sliding back into the darkness of depression which at time hovers quite close.

I also enjoy it when friends see me in person (especially in groups) and they say “Good Morning, Love!” to each other. I’ve had people share about how they look to good morning love when they’re feeling down and some people who read it every morning, unbeknownst to me.

This morning I went to High Point State Park to take photos, make videos and bathe in the glorious forest there. I hugged a couple trees and literally asked the trees, the wind, the sky and the sun, “How did I get so blessed?”

How did I get so blessed?

One day at a time, intentionally creating a small something – a container that tells the world, “You are love made form.”

First in Haiku, then in Tree hugs (both of which I still practice, on occasion) and then in Daily Love notes. (If you wonder how to read them, they’re on my personal facebook page.)

I never really thought of a blessing as something we choose AND I do see blessings as something we need to allow and receive.

Sharing these stories is part of what I call “the infinite loop de loop of giving and receiving.” Because I was gifted with more time, I received this blessing of longer life, I fully enjoy and embrace sharing the gift in return.

My everyday joy of experiencing life in the good, bad, boring (though that is rare), extraordinary ordinary and everything in between – wherever I find myself.

There will be 18 more blog posts: I hope you will read a few of them – if you have any questions, please ask so I may respond in a blog post.

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🎁   Your presence here makes me feel grateful. 

✍🏻I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

🎯 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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Cozy Socks & Unsticking Pain from Places We Love

October 10, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

Some mornings it feels absolutely glorious to pull on a pair of fluffy, cozy socks, like I did this morning.

Some evenings it feels right to briefly visit a favorite trail at dusk, just for a few moments to reconnect with the sky, the grasses, the plants you may have missed since you haven’t been here for more than a season.

That was yesterday. 

I stood on the liberty loop trail to watch, to listen. I passed a couple of deer slowly meandering across the street – I imagine they are from the herd I sometimes see in the distance when I am on that trail. 

I was practicing with my video settings when I heard a lone goose in the distance. 

Have you ever heard the call of a lone goose?

I heard it once before, when I was walking on the bicycle path along the Truxtun Extension in Bakersfield. I was in my favorite section, a place I didn’t know aloneness even though most of my visits there were by myself, I always felt deeply connected.

Last night was different. It was as if the little lone goose was there to comfort me, to help me feel connected again, to wipe away some of the pain I had connected with this trail.

Historically, when I connect pain to a place, it is difficult to unstick.

The synchronicity of this goose, appearing exactly when my heart was open enough to hear, was ideal. It felt so good to cry out the lingering sorrow that had been unspent, stuck inside a wall of will, an anti-desire to express it.

Reminds me of one of the reasons it is important to me to get outside and to revisit the spaces I love that may have become associated with sadness. Flagstaff just whispered in my ear.

Maybe 2025. Maybe then.

The tears remind me it is important to get out there again. Unstick the associated pain. Hug some trees. See some friendly faces. 

Hug the lone goose that flies inside me at times, wondering where everyone went and why did they leave me behind?

My feet inside the warm, cozy socks remind me, too, of comfort in softness and deep love of one-self, even when we feel like the baby goose. 

Today is also the fifth anniversary of when sepsis swept through me and I entered the ICU. 

Soft socks. Touch velvet. Tender breaths.

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🎁   Your presence here makes me feel grateful. 

✍🏻I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

🎯 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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Gratitude: A Premonition or a Passion

October 6, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

Mirror Balls in Pink and Purple: Gratitude Even when... is it a premonition or a passion?

Going backwards in history, I was stricken by the synchronicity in this day through the years.

In a way it reminded me of WS Merwin’s Poem “For the Anniversary of My Death.” (Link to the entire poem is below the essay, here is the first stanza.)

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day   

When the last fires will wave to me

And the silence will set out

Tireless traveler

Like the beam of a lightless star

Last year at school, this happened: a student who was walking behind me said, “Well you are a miracle.” I had forgotten a student gifted me with that observation.

Two years ago, I experienced the morning after there was a big thunderstorm which morphed into a nightmare that there were tanks rumbling down the street I live on and a war had begun here, in Sussex Borough. I had only recently arrived back at the manse after five months in Bakersfield. The five months were originally a 9 day trip. Instead, I stayed on-and-on, tending to a variety of crises and lending my helping hand and heart where it was needed. I wanted to prove to my family I held them and their needs close, even when I live far away. Those five months were treacherous emotionally and physically and I rose up to each clang on the bell marked “this is yours to figure out.”

I put my head down and figured things out.

A woman hugging a dogwood tree, prayerfully, at Antietam, the Civil War Battlefield

Three years ago I visited Antietam, the Civil War Battlefield and was incredibly moved. I prayerfully hugged a tree during my visit of this historic field I don’t remember learning about, but I must have, right? I would have been taught about the battle where so many American soldiers died?

I wrote a haiku four years ago in honor of a high school friend who decided she didn’t want to live anymore. In the haiku I wrote: “remember to say her name” so today I will say Lynn Oliver’s name, she was the one who had her locker above mine during my sophomore year at Dana Hills. She was a woman so smart and intense, who I was reminded by because I somehow happened upon her mother’s obituary and wondered how her life was after Lynn died.

Five years ago, a few days before I entered the hospital, I wrote this gratitude list:

I am sooooo grateful for….

1. Water.

2. Breath.

3. Friends who push me, one of the most stubborn people on the planet, to do things I normally wouldn’t do. And my children are always my motivating factors. I love you guys with everything in me…. thank you for taking the rough draft of half of my DNA and improving upon it.

4. Emotional healing. God and I were chatting today and if I didn’t know better, I swore I heard an apology: “I’m sorry for the whole pneumonia thing, but there were some nuances you hadn’t explored yet… so…. yeah. Sorry.” With that apology comes my apology to Emma Jordan-Scott who has probably been victim to my intermittent snoring and/or loud crying since about 3 pm.

5. Taking time to physically heal. Resting in bed watching videos tonight instead of celebrating the arts locally.. All is and will be well.

I didn’t realize then how challenging this was only the beginning of the illness, not healing toward the end, but resting until it took it’s almost fatal turn.

Most of these moments were recorded solo, like a lone explorer instead of a delightful collaboration or a partnership to provide support. I learned to lean into a spiritual collaboration in leadership with my highest self which has continued – and continues as do the lessons from these events from five years ago to now.

WS Merwin’s Poem: On the Anniversary of My Death at the Poetry Foundation Website

What lessons are you continuing to learn?

Julie JordanScott
Julie Jordan Scott

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🎁   Your presence here makes me feel grateful. 

✍🏻I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

🎯 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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Hello, Valley Fever – Goodbye “Before” Near Death

October 3, 2024 by jjscreativelifemidwife

Five years ago today marks the end of my “Before Valley Fever Era”, Near Death and Beyond. It feels eerie to realize how little documentation I have from those days—especially for someone like me, who usually captures everything.

Between September 23 and November 27, 2019, I didn’t upload a single photo to Flickr.

Woman playing with snapchat filters the day she was diagnosed with Walking Pneumonia and perhaps Valley Fever.

Today, the detective in me returns to the evidence left behind, scanning this big, empty gap in my timeline, wondering, “What was happening?”

On this day in 2019, I went to Kaiser – the HMO I belong to. My doctor diagnosed me with walking pneumonia and possibly Valley Fever (Coccidioidomycosis, a lung infection caused by inhaling fungal spores). I felt terrible, but it hadn’t even crossed my mind that it could be something as serious as Valley Fever.

In addition to getting the prescribed Valley Fever medication, I went to my favorite health food store and grabbed a super green smoothie and a shot of some healing tonic. I only know this because of photos on my phone that I never shared.

I also took a picture of Emma wearing her Shakespeare Festival t-shirt. Just days before, I attended a networking event. I was barely present but still valiantly showing up, trying to play along.

I had a headshot taken around that time—it looked fine, but even then, I knew it didn’t quite capture me. Now, I understand why. I recall bumping into my favorite floral entrepreneur, Amanda Klawitter of House of Flowers. I was barely coherent, apologizing for my demeanor, trying so hard to “be better,” whatever that meant to me back then.

Looking back, I realize I’ve always been someone who tries their hardest, who doesn’t want to let others down, who worries about appearing weak, all while carrying the weight of the world in my DNA.

The fact that I went to my doctor at Kaiser at all is remarkable. Historically, I was so focused on nurturing others that pausing to address my own breathing difficulties felt like an anomaly.

Five years ago today, Samuel was off at UNLV, and Emma was home in Bakersfield with me. We had no idea that a much larger event was just around the corner—one that would make lung diseases like mine a shared experience across the world.

What were you doing on October 3, 2019?

With Love,

Julie

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Julie Jordan Scott

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   Your presence here makes me feel grateful. 

I am a writer first, writing & creativity coach, multi passionate creative next. Writing has always been my anchor art and to her I always return. Thankfully, with great love.

 My aim is to create content here that inspires and instructs – if there is ever a topic you would like for me to explore, please reach out and tell me. My ultimate goal is to create posts, videos and more that speak to your desires as well as mine because where these two intersect, our collaborative, joyful energy ignites into a fire of love, light and passionate creativity.

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Read Until You Arrive at the PS

July 25, 2023 by jjscreativelifemidwife

This is how deadlines work: we draw a line in the mud, or in the sand or on our foreheads.

We put our heads down and move toward that line.

On the day I wrote this haiku it was possibly the last thing I wanted to do. I have a lot going on in my spirit, I had a lot of responsibilities of leadership and my energy was sapped due to grieving and sadness and not feeling “up to it.”

Instead of avoiding it, I did my best.

I allowed myself to be where I was, without judgment.

I moved forward, with love.

While in process, it looked like the blurry screen, the not quite there words. When I called it finished -well,

here’s how it turned out:

Haiku 13/37

They’re still dancing

Taming from yesterday’s storm

blossoms still open

I may morph this into a tanka. It may take a variety of forms. For right now, right here, this is just right.

Plantain lilies in the church/manse yard, gentle yet harsh teachers.

Coming upon the intimate scene, I chose to honor them and didn’t get as close as I might have usually gotten. Maybe tomorrow, maybe not.

This haiku included study, contemplation, research and presence.

I will remember these lilies, as they were and as they are. Yes. Will return tomorrow.

Is anything about this haiku or what I wrote particularly earth shattering?

No. It is none of those things. 

AND it is earth shattering in that I stayed the course. I shared my progress. I was authentically, whole-heart-and-soul present.

It is so easy to walk away.

The next time you have the thought “Why bother” in one of its many variations, I hope you will remember this moment of time: showing up, in that moment’s best. Not worrying about comparing that moment’s best to anyone else’s best.

PS: This is also why I use the word “Guidelines” instead of “Deadlines.” Guidelines are full of life and possibilities. Deadlines remind us of the losses that loom. I would rather focus on possibilities, even within loss. Guidelines do that for me.

A blurry computer screen and a blurry notebook: sometimes getting to clarity is a journey from deadlines to guidelines and beyond.

Julie JordanScott is a Creative Life Coach, an award-winning storyteller, actor and poet whose photos and mixed media art graces the walls of collectors across the United States. Her writing has appeared on the New York Times Best Sellers List, the Amazon best sellers list and on American Greetings Holiday cards (and other greeting cards). She currently lives in a manse in Sussex, NJ, where she has recently finished her most recent book project, hugging trees daily and enjoys having random inspirational conversations with strangers.

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The Day’s A-Wastin’ (Or Is It?)

July 24, 2023 by jjscreativelifemidwife

This is what happens when you start your day reading an emotionally rich, well written, best selling novel: in this case it was “Hello Beautiful” by Ann Napolitano

Haiku 17/37

Entire head stuffy

Each and every feeling –

Stories connect us

I don’t think that final line is the right one. I’m being impatient because I want to get on with my day. It’s 7:18 am the days a’wastin’!

I have no idea where I picked up that phrase, but being the daughter of an early riser and having given birth to early risers may be a part of it.

I read more than 150 pages this morning, I’ve been reading since 5 am and refused to move until the last words in the book. This doesn’t feel like wasted time, it feels like enrichment.

I would have loved “Hello Beautiful” even if it didn’t pay homage to Louisa May Alcott’s “Little Women” but with many twists and turns along the way. William isn’t Laurie – or is he? I always thought of Laurie as Thorea-like, but William is… much more like a blend of my son and me. The book opens and closes with words of him and words spoken by him.

“But if you’ll allow me, I’d like to help.” Spoken by William, who was a newborn in the first line of the book, “For the first six days of William Water’s life, he was not an only child.”

That first sentence from the book is almost like a koan, one of haiku’s cousins.

I have more to say and that last line of the haiku to rewrite, but a red cardinal is outside telling me to get on with the day. Last night perhaps it was the same cardinal who flew quickly toward the porch and then darted away before it sat down close to me, seeming to be shocked by my presence.

It is time to go downstairs and begin my day. The clogged head from tears cried and tears held back has lessened.

What is favorite book you have read in 2023?

Julie JordanScott is a Creative Life Coach, an award-winning storyteller, actor and poet whose photos and mixed media art graces the walls of collectors across the United States. Her writing has appeared on the New York Times Best Sellers List, the Amazon best sellers list and on American Greetings Holiday cards (and other greeting cards). She currently lives in a manse in Sussex, NJ, where she has recently finished her most recent book project, hugging trees daily and enjoys having random inspirational conversations with strangers.

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Is the Train Moveable? Joyful Haiku… Waits.

July 7, 2023 by jjscreativelifemidwife

Confession: these first few days of July have been an energetic, emotional slow motion train pause… not really a wreck but definitely a something that doesn’t feel good. Maybe train stuck on the rails without any knowledge of when it will move.

I am transparent about my relationship with depression. I have hit that familiar wall many, many what variations of over and over again can I say clearly? I was taught early on smiling through tears is more acceptable than grumbling or grousing or worse yet, letting people know how lousy I might be feeling – and because of my willingness to get deeply close with this “no make up wearing private side of myself” I knew I was both close to tumbling into depression AND close to the next wonderful “thing” – so this morning when I woke up cranky and wanted to cancel my first work session of the day what did I do?

I negotiated with myself and took a quick shower.

I got up and got dressed.

I walked down the stairs and shifted halfway down the stairs, almost like I was a stern version of me telling myself to lift my chin up. “Aim high in steering” from sophomore in high school driver’s ed, “keep going even if you don’t want to” that I have done more in the last four years than in the previous two decades.

Interesting to note when I looked at this photo the first thing I notice is the cut across my knuckle. The sort of cut it could be so easily torn back open. In running my thumb across it, I can’t even feel where the cut begins. It is healing well. Just like I continue to heal well, too, emphasis on the ING, the process, the movement in the stillness and the stillness in the movement.

I have started the process of creating Beta Reader Packets. This is HUGE hello HUGE! It is also a new thing for me so naturally between finishing my book and doing this, resistance showed up and is teaching me now to remember to be with the ING, the process, the movement in the stillness and the stillness in the movement.

Ahhhh, paradox again.

From both photos you can see it would be wise of me to clear my space again. I will, soon.

For now, I am grateful to be feeling better and more movement is afoot, in my knuckles, in my knees, in my makeup free face, in the deep and quiet joy I’m feeling right now.

I’m so grateful you are here, reading.

Julie JordanScott is a Creative Life Coach, an award-winning storyteller, actor and poet whose photos and mixed media art graces the walls of collectors across the United States. Her writing has appeared on the New York Times Best Sellers List, the Amazon best sellers list and on American Greetings Holiday cards (and other greeting cards). She currently lives in a manse in Sussex, NJ, where she has recently finished her most recent book project, hugging trees daily and enjoys having random inspirational conversations with strangers.

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Shopping Cart Haiku + Assemblage Art

July 6, 2023 by jjscreativelifemidwife

Haiku 346/377 

ship wreck stuck in time

on a deserted island

where is the captain?

My first photo of a shopping cart was in 2013. Many people think this is a downright bizarre fascination. Abandoned shopping carts, photographed in “the wild”. My one rule is I cannot take photos in a grocery or big box store parking lot.

Each shopping cart photo tells a story. The one for this haiku was on a center island on Ming Avenue near New Stine in Bakersfield. I almost passed it by on the way to “something better” but after I saw a second abandoned shopping cart I knew I had to go back and honor the unheard storyteller who left his or her shopping-cart- home behind.

When I looked at the photos and realized none of them clearly illustrated how this cart was on a median, in the middle of a busy street, distinctively on an island…. this haiku fell onto the “page” here on my phone in an instant.

I’m reminded of the movie “The Dead Poet’s Society” when the boys climb on their desks and say, one by one “oh captain, my captain” as their beloved teacher Mr. Keating leaves the classroom. Administrators meant his dismissal to be in shame and for his students, it wasn’t shame they felt at all, it was honor and love and compassion and understanding.

Your task today if you choose to take it is when you come upon someone you haven’t taken the time to see lately, pause and see them, wholly and holy.

*This is an excerpt from Julie’s soon to be published book, Living the Haiku Life*

Julie JordanScott is a Creative Life Coach, an award-winning storyteller, actor and poet whose photos and mixed media art graces the walls of collectors across the United States. Her writing has appeared on the New York Times Best Sellers List, the Amazon best sellers list and on American Greetings Holiday cards (and other greeting cards). She currently lives in a manse in Sussex, NJ, where she is recently finished her most recent book project, hugging trees daily and enjoys having random inspirational conversations with strangers.

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