FINALLY, here we are, approaching the last few days of 2020, a year marked by the worst pandemic in 100 years. As I write this blog, I'm rocking my "pandemic casual look" wearing my favorite leggings,

Several weeks ago the deck on my condo in South Carolina was torn down and rebuilt. Upon completion I went out to admire the work and explore my new deck. As I began to walk underneath the deck to appreciate the craftsmanship I heard a big "crunch".

With the Thanksgiving holiday upon us - a holiday that is supposed to be about gratitude and all things we are thankful for - I've recently been catching myself thinking and saying the exact opposite.

Two weeks ago we celebrated my daughter's White Coat Ceremony and the milestone of her officially becoming a Physician's Assistant.

Did you know that my Undergraduate Degree was in Geological Sciences? Yes, you read that correctly. In college I studied the composition and structure of the earth, the environment and the climate.

For the last few days I have been pondering - what do I write in this week's newsletter to you all?

For the last several weeks I have been journeying through an inquiry with a rather unlikely word. A word we may not necessarily say often, feel we are lacking, or are even at a deficit of.

Last week I decided to join the latest "fad" and purchase a pair of blue light filtering glasses. I thought it was a good idea, given all the hours I've been spending at my computer these days.

Several weeks ago a storm hit Connecticut, leaving tens of thousands of people without power after causing significant storm damage.

It is hard to believe that we are over six months into this pandemic situation. The "as is" reality of this is that COVID-19 isn't going away anytime soon.

For the past week I've fallen into some old patterns and old practices - it's time to clean it up!

Have you ever heard the saying "stop trying to fit a square peg in a round hole"? Well, for the first month or so of this pandemic situation Sandy and I were attempting to fit a square peg in a round hole.

Last week I practiced the art of BEING CURIOUS. I practiced for eight days straight - consider it a curiosity bootcamp. Fortunately, I had two teachers with me who are renowned experts in the curiosity arena - my four year old son Charlie, and my 18-month old son Henry.

This week I am courageously sharing a story with you - a story about my journey to Selma, Alabama four years ago

Two weeks ago I reached a point of overwhelm. It was a Tuesday afternoon - another day of working in my home office, just out of sight of my young boys (4 and 1.5 years old),

Our Alchemy community is comprised of all races, creeds and colors. We are a community of leaders; leaders that are practicing seeing the world with curious eyes, practicing hearing the world with unbiased listening, and practicing speaking into the world

Here we are, now over two months into this pandemic situation, and best I can tell the feelings of uncertainty, fear, and discomfort linger.

Shortly after the pandemic started and the world went into "shut down" it quickly became clear to Sandy and I that some of our most reliable sources of inspiration had gone into hibernation ...

As I reflect on conversations I've had over the last couple of weeks with my family and friends, I've noticed a common sentiment, and it goes something like this: "These times, this pandemic ... this is going to go down in the history books. Our children's children will study this in school."

In this week's Alchemy Advantage I am coming to you with a potentially new take on a commonly used or maybe even avoided statement: "I DON'T KNOW".