The MyPeacein50 Blog

What it means to grow—not because of what happened, but because of how we carry it forward

There’s a phrase I was introduced to years ago, both professionally and personally, that I’ve come back to a...

When “just so” becomes too much—and how to loosen its grip

Recently, I spent some time with my aunt, and she told a story about me that I’ve heard before—but this time, it landed differently.

I was ...

What it means to thaw the nervous system—and reclaim motion when your body goes still

There’s a moment that happens to me in acute crisis that I don’t talk about often. From the outside, it looks lik...

I have a confession to make. There’s a part of me that many of you might not know. When I was a child, I was really sensitive.

Not in the quiet, hidden way that sometimes gets romanticized, but in th...

When I first heard the phrase self-holding, I wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it. And when I was first invited to try it, during a guided meditation where I was asked to give myself a hug, I was,...

In a previous blog, Hold Your North: Tuning Into Purpose in a Loud, Divided World, I wrote about purpose as an orienting force—a kind of inner compass that helps us navigate uncertainty without being ...

For most of my life, I thought calming down was something you did with your mind.

You took a deep breath.
You reframed the thought.
You talked yourself out of the feeling.

And sometimes that works. ...

I’ve spent a lot of time over the years talking about boundaries. I’ve written about them. Taught them. Wrestled with them personally and professionally. I even created a Boundaries in Leadership Tool...

I first heard about power poses years ago, when I was invited to do one as part of a meditation designed to cultivate confidence before a big day. The instruction was simple enough:
Stand up. Put your...

I have a confession to make.

I am a fixer.
A hard-core fixer.

If you want something done, I’m your girl. I make sh** happen. When someone I care about is struggling—emotionally, professionally, logi...

For much of my life, saying “no” did not come easily.

Not because I didn’t feel overwhelmed.
Not because I didn’t sense my energy draining.
But because I didn’t yet know how to recognize those signal...

There’s a quiet kind of power in claiming space. Not the kind that demands more square footage, better furniture, or a perfectly curated aesthetic—but the kind that says: this is mine.
This is where I...