Category: Happiness

“Feed me, F*ck me and let me watch the game.”

A few days ago, I wrote a post calling men and women to do the work we need to do to truly prepare for wholeness.

It ruffled some feathers.

I could write 100 more posts on this topic and probably will but here’s the comment that’s bothering me today. I’m paraphrasing from several comments, some from men, some from women, all with this message:

“I read your post and it’s too deep. Men are simple. They don’t think that much. They definitely don’t feel that much. Feed me, f*ck me and let me watch the game- that’s all they want.”

Bullshit. My inbox right now is filled with messages from awakening men sharing vulnerable stories of childhood trauma and the effect it has all had on their relationships.

These are not weaklings. These are warriors. They are seeking wholeness. They are chasing down truth.

And as one put it, they are “kung fu fighting these demons and WILL win!”

The problem isn’t that men don’t feel. The problem is that we are still operating from archetypes prescribed by a society that has proven over and over again that it doesn’t know what the fuck it’s doing.

Men don’t think and women think too much and one is from mars and the other is from venus and one is a nag and the other is lazy when the truth is, most relationships struggle because they aren’t happening between two adults but between two wounded children walking around in adult bodies.

We are more alike than we’ve been conditioned to think…we just express it differently.

Here’s what I’ve found…

Many men DO in fact want commitment. They value loyalty. They want to feel it all in their souls too they just can’t describe it that way.

They want a woman who can hold them accountable and love them at the same time, without the silent treatment, the bitterness, the withholding. They are looking for the same partnership, the same depth, the same kind of compassionate witness for life that we are, they just don’t express that in the same way.

But to suggest that men are simpletons who only think with their dicks and stomachs is not only archaic, but it diminishes the experiences of the men I know who are READY for more and who have ALSO walked through hell to get here.

So can we please give men permission to admit that they feel? That they long for? That they wish? That they fear? That they hope?

And when they do, may there be a woman on the other side who is embodied and whole enough to honor them for it, hold them through it and walk hand in hand with them out of the fire and into peace.

Because that’s ultimately what we all want.

To NOT think so much. To NOT have to fight to be heard and understood. To NOT have to figure things out over and over.

What the men who commented might not even realize is that underneath their words of bravado is actually a prayer.

When a man says “feed me, fuck me and let me watch the game” what I think he might be saying is…
Be the woman who becomes my peace.

July 28, 2022
“What would you do if you were born three times as brave?”

A message for my fellow people pleasers…

I’m a recovering “good girl” people pleaser too.

Let’s not be too hard on ourselves, after all, we all like to be liked.

We all like to make other people happy. But I liked to take it to the extreme.

An innocent comment of “you should really try…” and BOOM, I was shifting off course to try whatever it was.

A casual “I really wish you wouldn’t…” and BAM! I would drop any dream I was carrying.

As I look back, I realize how many opportunities I passed up on, relationships I stayed too long in, jobs I took, all because I was seeking approval.

Things I didn’t post. Books I didn’t write, all because I was afraid of upsetting, afraid to rock the boat, afraid someone would see my power, my words, my selfie and say, “Who does she think she is?”

You see we are taught to be humble. But too many of us misinterpret that as “stay small. Stay quiet. Stay hidden. And don’t for a minute celebrate yourself.”

“Humble” is praised as a noble attribute. “Pride” is admonished as a trait of the shamefully arrogant. But have you ever read the dictionary definitions?

Humble. (adj.)- Having a low estimate of one’s own importance.

Proud. (adj.)- Feeling deep pleasure as a result of one’s own achievements.

Let that sink in for a minute.

I don’t know about you, but I’ll gladly choose being one proud mother f*cker over someone who underestimates my own importance in this world.

CELEBRATE yourself.

Celebrate your beauty and your wishes and your quirks and your weirdness. Celebrate the fact that you’re a mystic at heart, or an artist in your dreams or a lover of all things sacred.

Celebrate the fact that you’re alive, and have something to say, and have deep desires buried in your heart that are valid and deserve to be lived out.

Celebrate your selfie, because it takes COURAGE to get that intimate with yourself and then share it with the world.

My 2022 goal? At least 100 “humble” people a week shaking their heads at me and saying, “Who does she think she is?” And at least 75% of them realizing they are massively inspired by it.

I’ll take the hits. I’ll transmute that shit into magic faster than you can find the next thing to judge or be offended by.

Because that’s what you do when you’ve had enough.

That’s what you do when your soul is on fire.

That’s what you do when it’s freaking TIME.

So tell me how you’re brave.

Tell me about how the muse has touched you and how life has tested you and how your soul has survived it.

Tell me what makes you burn, what makes you whole, what makes you iconic.

I read a quote that said, “I did not crawl through the shards of my own brokenness to live a mediocre life. I’ve prepared for magic.”

Tell me how you’re magic.

Tell me how you’re winning.

Tell me who you are and what you’ve made and why you’re a goddamn GIANT!

July 27, 2022
I am a girl. I am a woman.

Yesterday I wrote a post straight from the heart. A post born out of sheer frustration that I realized later was less of a post and more of a prayer. It was deep. It was real.

And apparently it offended a few women.

If you missed it, the post was an invitation to men to rise up, do the work, be vulnerable, go deeper. And I concluded the message with this:

“PS. Girls- do the same or stop complaining.“

Well…apparently referring to women as girls is about one of the worst things you can do. Who knew?

“You diminish women by calling them girls.”

“Way to set women back 50 years!”

Here’s how I feel about that-

This is a pic of me as a little girl and a pic of me as a grown woman.

What kind of message does it send to little girls if the word “girl” is downright offensive? How would my daughter feel if she overheard me telling someone, “Don’t you DARE call me a girl.”

I am a girl. I am a woman. I am a mother. A daughter. A friend. A leader. A mother-f*cking goddess on a good day and a vulnerable train wreck on a bad one. I am all the things.

The little girl is an archetype that lives in me and did not disappear when the woman formed.

When I’m smart, I tend to that little girl.

When I’m really smart, I allow her needs to inform me.

That little girl that I still let live and breathe in me is the reason I can still play and hope and dream and believe in magic.

She’s as vital and as real as the woman in me who can quite competently raise a family and lead a company and kiss a man.

In most cases, a word is neutral.

Hell, a knife is neutral. It can save a life, or it can take a life.

What matters is the intention behind it.

So no, I won’t be texting my friends to tell them the title of “girls night” is officially changed to “women’s night” or I’m out.

I won’t be telling my daughter that it’s ok that she’s a girl but only until she’s 18 and then being a girl is very very bad.

What I will be doing is teaching her to trust her own instincts and check in with the intention behind the words that come her way.

I’ll be teaching her to discern between a compliment given genuinely and a cat call given disrespectfully and to accept the compliment with grace. (Shout out to the guy who whistled at me yesterday and left it at that. You made a tired mom’s day. THANK YOU!)

That said, can we please just go back to 1991? We had dial up and car phones and no one was offended when we weren’t offended enough by things we didn’t know were offensive?

And thank you to the people who read the ENTIRE post yesterday and who understood that it was NOT a man-bashing, women-offending rant…
but rather an invitation for BOTH men and women to heal together, to meet at the edges, to bring one another home.

July 24, 2022
Who do you think you are?

Hi. I’m Gina. And I’m a recovering people pleaser.

You too?

Let’s not be too hard on ourselves, after all, we all like to be liked. We all like to make other people happy. But I liked to take it to the extreme.

I was a freaking Olympic gold-medalist when it came to people pleasing. I wasn’t just going to try to get an “atta girl,” oh no. That wasn’t enough. I decided to build my ENTIRE life around what I thought other people wanted me to do. Around what made other people comfortable.

Around what other people thought I was capable of.

An innocent comment of “you should really try…” and BOOM, I was shifting off course to try whatever it was.

A casual “I really wish you wouldn’t…” and BAM! I would drop any dream I was carrying and shift my attention to the wish of whoever was speaking.

As I look back, I realize how many opportunities I passed up on, relationships I stayed too long in, jobs I took, all because I was seeking approval.

Things I didn’t post. Books I didn’t write, all because I was afraid of upsetting, afraid to rock the boat, afraid someone would see my power, my words, my selfie and say, “Who does she think she is?”

You see we are taught to be humble. But too many of us misinterpret that as “stay small. Stay quiet. Stay hidden. And don’t for a minute celebrate yourself.”

“Humble” is praised as noble attribute. “Pride” is admonished as a trait of the shamefully arrogant. But have you ever read the dictionary definitions?

Humble. (adj.)- Having a low estimate of one’s own importance.
Proud. (adj.)- Feeling deep pleasure as a result of one’s own achievements.

Let that sink in for a minute.

I don’t know about you, but I’ll gladly choose being one proud mother f*cker over someone who underestimates my own importance in this world.

CELEBRATE yourself.

Celebrate your beauty and your wishes and your quirks and your weirdness. Celebrate the fact that you’re a mystic at heart, or an artist in your dreams or a lover of all things sacred.

Celebrate the fact that you’re alive, and have something to say, and have deep desires buried in your heart that are valid and deserve to be lived out.

Celebrate your selfie, because it takes COURAGE to get that intimate with yourself and then share it with the world.

My 2019 goal? At least 100 “humble” people a week shaking their heads at me and saying, “Who does she think she is?” And at least 75% of them realizing they are massively inspired by it.

I’d love it if you’d send me a selfie! You see me all the time. I would love to see and celebrate YOU! In my head we are already best friends. 😉

Hop over to my Facebook page, give it a like if you haven’t yet, and upload a selfie as a comment to this or any other post. Let me know who you are (who you really are, not just your name), how long you’ve been reading what I write, and what you enjoy or appreciate the most! Click here!

Here’s my selfie with my salt lamp for good vibes and fake sunlight.

February 1, 2019
I Love Jesus, But I Drink a Little
A few years ago, there was an episode of the Ellen DeGeneres show in which Ellen phoned an elderly lady named Gladys from Texas. During that call, Gladys said, “Now, let me tell you something, I love Jesus, but I drink a little.” Ellen LOST it laughing. And so did I. Because sassy old Gladys had cracked the code on what it takes to be happy. BALANCE. She knew the secret to the good life. You don’t have to be perfect, only willing. What a relief.

Because here’s the truth: It wasn’t that long ago that I was at the emotional equivalent of rock bottom, kneeling in a church, asking God (out loud and not that nicely) why he wasn’t listening. But in the last few years I’ve created incredible miracles for myself. My life has transformed. I realized that the path to mind-blowing happiness and enlightenment doesn’t require perfection. You don’t have to be the Buddhist monk on the hill to live a kick-ass life of peace, love, wealth and passion. I am far from perfect. I am not the “after” of a before-and-after as so many Facebook posts want us to believe.

But every day, I recommit to living HIGHER. I sometimes drink wine on week nights, enjoy the Real Housewives franchise a little too much, and occasionally sit at dinner looking at my family through my fork, because pretending they’re in jail makes me laugh for a sec.

The point is, I look just like you. My life is real and messy and over booked, yet I’m still on an enlightened path. Still creating miracles. I used to think this way of living was for quiet people. Serene people who sat in lotus pose and meditated and cooked gluten free, made scrapbooks for their kids and never said the word “f*ck.”

But that’s just not true. This path to enlightenment and peace and miracles was very much for me. And it’s for you too.

Here are just a few myths about living a spiritual, more enlightened life that I want you to kick to the curb once and for all.
1. If you’re spiritual, you shouldn’t care about money – Um… no. Oprah disagrees and so do I. What’s important about money is your INTENTION. Receiving, attracting and earning money allows you to make a bigger difference in the world. It FUNDS your purpose. It gifts you with the freedom to live life on our own terms. So, make it. Love it. Hell, throw it on your bed and roll around naked in it. Money is a good thing.
2. If you’re spiritual, you shouldn’t care about how you look – Wrong again. Part of being spiritual is being attuned to what alignment means to you. It feels good to me to get ready in the morning, to slap on a beauty mask at night, to wear clothes that fit my body well and help me feel confident. If I were to go out of the house looking like a slob, my energy would be on the floor, my eyes would be down, and I would be giving off a “don’t look at me” vibe that might rob me of the chance of connecting with people and making a difference to them or meeting someone who might make a difference for ME. You can be spiritual AND addicted to highlights and Sephora. Whatev.
3. Being Spiritual means you are quiet, meditative, curse-word free and walking through the world singing snow-white style and sneezing out rainbows… – No. I know a lot of women who are busy moms in suburban towns. Towns where the people don’t talk about chakras and are more likely to consult their manicurist than their shaman. So those women assume that spirituality is not for them. It’s for the woo woos. The weirdos. The people out west. I mention how I live to them and they get this look on their face as though I just told them I secretly collect creepy stuff. “I can’t do that. I can’t meditate… I don’t have time to see an energy worker, I don’t even know if I believe in that stuff.” Then they private message me on Fb because, as suspected, they are warriors within. And they don’t want to go on resenting their husbands, feeling overwhelmed by their kids, feeling jealous of their friends or whatever it is that keeps them up at night because they haven’t yet realized that you can be who you are, and exactly how you are and exactly where you are and still quietly move from desperation to joy. You can swear, watch The Bachelor and NOT bake for the bake sale. A total spiritual upgrade really only asks one thing: Try.
You can start with just a bite. A baby step forward that whispers to the universe “Ok… I’m ready now.”

And the universe will wake up, roll its eyes at you and say with fondness, “It’s about f*ckin’ time.” 😉

To user-friendly enlightenment,

To walking the path,

To going deep in a shallow world,

To getting HIGH in 2019…

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January 9, 2019
One Soul, One Goal

Ever watch the news and find yourself thinking, “WTF?!”

Sometimes it seems like every where I look there is something to be scared of. A war brewing, violence erupting, trees being burned, women being assaulted, men being demonized.

I’m an empath, so sometimes I see these things and it really gets me down.

And then I look up… and I shift my gaze… and I see it…

The love.

The light.

The stories of people overcoming tremendous obstacles and triumphing over adversity.

I see people helping other people.

And the sun peeking out, throwing sparkles over the snow.

I see myself in the mirror and remember what I went through this past year.

And I think about the people who got me through. The friends, the mentors, the incredible healers who blew my mind with their intuition and Divine gifts.

I see my kids and their innocent hearts and their wild and hilarious imaginations.

I see women finally having a voice.

I see men finding the courage to lean into their sensitivity, to their spirit, coming to the realization that STRENGTH is in vulnerability.

And it’s all so freaking beautiful!

A few years ago I ran a program. The Miracle Project. And the reviews were astounding. I stepped away from it when my business took on a new direction but I never quite put it down.

It kept whispering to me. Kept tapping me on the shoulder.

And then, more than one intuitive reader told me that it is indeed my life’s work. Which of course, I already knew.

So today I am listening to that nudge from Spirit. I am not running that program yet, and I’m not sure I will, but I know I am supposed to be having this conversation. So I have opened up the FREE Facebook group, One Soul, One Goal. Here’s what its all about:

One Soul, One Goal was born out of a commitment to raising the collective consciousness through truth, love and light. Our mission is to inspire 1 million people to live more consciously as a bridge to a deeper, more meaningful experience of life!

We hope to inspire with “user-friendly enlightenment,”meaning, that this conversation, this way of life, is available to anyone who wants it!

Together, we can make an impact. Together we can light the way. Together we can triumph over negativity, judgment and fear.

We are all one, sharing this one earth, sharing this one human experience. We are, in essence, one soul, sharing one goal of happiness, success and unconditional love and acceptance.

Do you believe that if we commit to living better, every day, for just a few minutes, that life can change?

Do you believe that truth, love and light can indeed win?

Do you believe that you can live a “real” life, swear a little, enjoy wine and reality TV and STILL be on a conscious path?

If you answered yes to any of those, please come and join the group and help me by inviting your friends to join too! Let’s see how many people we can get to take a baby step towards purpose, joy and abundance.

You can join for free by clicking right here.

Because life is short. And you are Divinely supported. And you can have it all.

January 31, 2018
Is Hollywood Ruining Our Relationships?

It was about eight years ago on a quiet fall evening. I had been married for a few years and my two young children had uncharacteristically gone to bed at the same time and without drama. If you’re a woman with a child, a job or any other kind of time-eating, energy-draining list of responsibilities you know that beautiful feeling of finally sitting down with a glass of pinot and a fashion mag. I opened up to a quiz that said “How to Tell If You Have Found Your Prince Charming.” I read through the questions. Does he make you feel like a princess? Does he surprise you with romantic gifts and last minute get-aways? Is he more like Brad Pitt, George Clooney or Matthew McConaughey? As I’m reading, the The Notebook is on the TV. It’s the kissing in the rain scene and Ryan Gosling is doing it very well. I look over to see my (now ex-) husband watching some kind of YouTube nonsense on his laptop. He’s laughing, cookie crumbs on the desk in front of him and he’s wearing a shirt that says “If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my underwear.” True story…

Read the rest of this article on the Huffington Post!

October 2, 2017
I completely flipped out. Not proud of it.
So we got a new puppy. His name is Louie. This is him. Handsome isn’t he?

I love this puppy WAY more than I wanted to, but he has (are you ready?) a stomach virus that is causing him to have several bouts of diarrhea a day. (I promise you there is a point here).

So here’s a breakdown of what happened today:

Louie had no less than 5 accidents in the house. I continually had to tell my clients to hold on so I could try to rush him outside and not surprisingly, I failed 4 of those 5 times and spent much of my day shampooing carpets with one hand and holding the phone in the other trying to do the work I was scheduled to do.

Then: my oldest came home ill with a fever (and an attitude), my middle one couldn’t find her dance shoes, we were late for everything, rushing out the door, then I hear the baby yelling, “Moooom, Louie pooped in the family room!”, so I go back in and my purse hooks on a FULL bottle of root beer which spills its ENTIRE contents all over my laptop and the kitchen floor.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?!?! COULD THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE!??! Then I, just for dramatic flair, raise my arms and look to the sky and say, “WHAT!?! WHAT LESSON AM I SUPPOSED TO LEARN FROM THIS? JUST TELL ME BECAUSE I’M NOT HEARING YOU!”

And no shit, clear as day, a voice in my head said, “The lesson is you’ve got a long way to go baby.”

It actually made me laugh, but it also made me realize three REALLY important things that I wanted to share with you:
1. Gratitude isn’t just a buzz word. And on this crappiest of days, my day was still better than my dear friend who is mourning the loss of her child. And the people who lost everything in the earthquake in Italy. And many, many other people who aren’t as blessed as I am. I am reminded of a quote I read then, “Don’t forget to be grateful to God for what you DO have. After all he didn’t forget to wake you up today.” Regardless of what you believe or what God you worship, it’s a solid reminder to be grateful.
2. Mastery is a journey. My goal is to stay on the path to what I call “user friendly enlightenment.” Enlightenment for real chicks like me who live in a real world, like wine and who don’t have time to juice things every day or visit ashrams in India. So when the universe whispered to me, “You’ve got a long way to go baby,” I like to think it was a pat on the back for my effort AND a reminder that there is no destination, only an unwavering commitment to keep RE-committing to peace and self-awareness no matter what.
3. Mind your “ish.” My friends and I have a running joke. “ish.” We love that suffix as it allows us to be vague and noncommittal without being all out negative. One of us says, “How was your day?” and we are totally allowed to reply, “Great….ish.” But I got to thinking about the ish and how many people I know who are happy-ISH. Successful-ISH. They are so close to being all the way, but their ish holds them back. Take time to think about your ish. What needs to shift for you to release it and REALLY be in an enviable state of bliss? For me, I realized today that I am only happy-ISH because I am a bit out of alignment. I was being pulled in a million directions, received some reminders about some things I need to release in my business, was reminded that I have been neglecting my body etc. That ish, for me, is a lack of self-care. If I can set boundaries in business, set goals in fitness and set standards for friendships, set schedules for the kids that don’t put me in a rush etc, then my ish will fade away. (or it will change form.) The point is, ish’s will always pop up. Ask yourself if you have an ish and then NAME It. Figure it out. Release it!
Are you happy-ISH in a relationship that’s ok but not WOWING you?

Are you successful-ish in a business that makes money but steals your soul?

I am declaring today that I will be more mindful of what my body, mind and soul are begging for in an effort to banish that suffix and lean into total glowy-ness. (Thank you for witnessing.)

Get grateful. Stay the course. Mind the ish.

You’ve come a long way too baby. Keep going.
September 7, 2016
Quickies are awesome
Real quick – I’ve had the privilege this year of working with some of the folks who are enjoying the kind of life that most of the world admires. I was asked yesterday in an interview what I’ve noticed about successful people. I wanted to share my answer with you because I think it’s important! Here, in random order are a few universal traits of highly
successful, happy, fulfilled people!
1. They make quick decisions.
Successful people don’t waste time debating. This has worked wonders for me, too. If I’m offered a great opportunity, I take it and then figure out the details later!
1. Successful people are able to make fast decisions because they know their North Star.
They know their goals. They know what they are moving towards. So they are able to spot which decisions will get help them get there and which are a waste of time. Suzanne Evans is always saying, “If it’s not a hell yes, it’s a no.”

3. They watch their mouths.

Successful people mind their language. They don’t allow themselves to speak in negativity. They don’t use words that suggest lack or hardship. HUGE shift for me. When I stopped saying, “I can’t afford that,” my bank account grew. I don’t think there is anything that is out of reach. I don’t say “I can’t afford it,” I say, ‘Ok I want this, so what do I have
to do, create or sell to get it!”
1. They have fun.
Fun is a PRIORITY. I see way too many entrepreneurs trying to run a “freedom business” but checking their email 24/7, getting annoyed if people don’t answer them immediately, stressing about the perfect this, the perfect that. Have fun people. It makes you more interesting.
1. They are compassionate. The string of scandals with high powered people lately (hello Jared from Subway) are proof that karma is a bitch no matter who you are. Successful people are decent. They give a shit. They understand that the world doesn’t revolve around them. They give gifts to their assistant’s kids and they open the doors for people.
6. They honor their dreams, no matter how weird or seemingly off course.

That’s why Reese Witherspoon has a clothing site and several Oscar winning actors are in rock bands. Do what the hell you want to do in this life.

7. They wake up early and meditate.

It’s huge.

8. They have coaches of all kinds.

Spiritual coaches. Business coaches. Astrology coaches. Because successful people know the importance of trying something new and the importance of ALWAYS learning.
1. They eat well and exercise all the time.
I’m still working on this one. Love donuts, love wine, hate running. In fact, if you see me running you should run too because there is probably something chasing me.

OK, so maybe that wasn’t a quickie but I hope you are satisfied. 😉 These work! Try to incorporate some of these into YOUR daily life and mindset.

Gotta run. Coffee’s done!

To your new kick ass success mindset.
August 25, 2015
Popular UNtruths
I know that what I am about to write will be really unpopular with some people. I might even get a few email unsubscribes, but I am willing to take that chance because I believe in what I am saying and I believe in your right to live how you want to live.

There is this massive trend among top experts telling you the following UNtruths (I wont say lies):
- That if you want material things you aren’t spiritual.
- That if you aren’t absolutely content with what you have now, you aren’t spiritual.
- That if you care how you look you aren’t spiritual.
- That if you regularly watch The Kardashians, shame on you
Here’s the truth- Of course your happiness shouldn’t DEPEND on material things. Of course you should always find something to be grateful for and when you do, peace and love and abundance find you.

And of course, your hair shouldn’t be the most important thing on your to do list.

BUT…

Happiness is about what makes you feel good. Period.

I’m a girly girl. I spend stupid amounts of money on make up. I also pray and meditate daily.

Anything that makes you feel good, that gets you laughing, that makes you smile, sets the spirit of love and the law of attraction in motion.

When you are happy, you glow. You light up the way for everyone around you. And it doesn’t matter if that glow came from a deep, meditative experience or a luxury face cream that makes you feel like a million bucks.

Happy is happy.

So yes. Learn how to process life in a way that serves you. Learn how to master your mind and stay grateful.

BUT know what happiness means to YOU. KNOW WHAT YOU WANT! Shout it! Claim it! And in the spirit of ONE life, in the name of the clock ticking, for the love of all things awesome GO OUT AND GET IT!

Can I get a hell yes!??! (For real, leave a comment and let me hear it!)

And don’t forget to grab your free Miracles course!!!!
March 6, 2015