Gratitude isn’t somthing we learn about in school, we aren’t formally taught about this emotion or attitude as a virtue or a habit. And definitely not how to cultivate it! Oftentimes, we rise in the morning, especially on Monday, and just groan because it’s Monday, or it’s early, or cold and then we just go go go! Whatever we do, we forget what a privilege it is to see another day. Gratitude isn’t somthing we learn about in school, we aren’t formally taught about this emotio

Our Words Are Powerful I saw a shooting star the other morning on my way to the gym, my knee-jerk reaction was to make a wish! When I began to wish for the thing I’ve always wished for, it occurred to me that this wish was likely giving life (subconsciously) to my depression. The saying, “becareful what you wish for” had ever felt so real before. Let me rewind, come back to 12-year-old Meaghan with me for a moment. When I was 12, I was diagnosed with melancholy depression. I

Post Mud Slide Selfie “Just do it. Whatever it is, do it. Stop dreading it, stop putting it off, stop feeding it through avoidance. Stop Negotiating With Yourself” Words I had to speak to myself this afternoon. I ran a Spartan Race this morning , and there was an obstacle that consisted of a ~4foot muddy hill we had to climb leading to about the same depth of cold water. There were 3 climbs and the last pit of water had a blow-up obstacle we had to duck/swim under to get out

In a world that is entangled in judgment, projections, mirrors, and reflections it is easy for our fate/crisis/incident/another person to be our scapegoat. I sent an email the other day and before doing so, I had to bring myself to awareness of my (own) shit. I work in a high volume, high dollar industry where one tiny mistake costs millions of dollars and I was responding to the ever-lasting question of “how could we have prevented this from happening?” The body of the email