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Saturday, November 8, is the fifth annual Soul Reset, a one-day transformative women’s retreat in the Texas Hill Country designed to rejuvenate mind, body, and spirit, as it connects us to ourselves and other women of all ages. I’ve attended one of the previous Soul Resets, so I know what an amazing experience it is,

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When I was married to James, some evenings, the joke in our house was, “What kind of pasta is Brenda

The other day, a dear friend—we’ve known one another since we were fifteen—and I had lunch together. She’s the one

All of us have been touched by cancer in some way, and if we haven’t, we, or someone we know

Last weekend, I skipped my front row center seat to see Chris Isaak in concert to make pasta at a

Now I know why my author friend, Laura Munson, goes to a spa for a few days after one of

MAYA BLUE A Memoir of Survival was launched into the world less than two weeks ago, and the response has

I know this isn’t my usual Saturday blog, but if I don’t get something out to you today, I may

Who would have guessed promoting a book involves doing audio and/or video podcasts in cities half a world away from yours?

The publishing date for my book, MAYA BLUE A Memoir of Survival is May 20th, a month away. I never dreamed there

When my friend, Tina, returned from Hong Kong, she brought me a gold drawstring bag and a tin full of

An advance review of my book, Maya Blue A Memoir of Survival, said my life and death survival instincts are

Can you believe it’s March already? Last week I thought the planets had fallen out of alignment, and now I’m

I’m beginning to think I missed something big on the news. Something catastrophic in nature—like perhaps the planets have fallen

Two weeks ago I announced the giveaway of $1,500 worth of makeup. Chanel, Nars, Nikol Beauty, Laura Mercier, Chanel and

Happy New Year, dear friends. I hope you’re all well and safe. Lots of things will be happening on Brenda’s

This year, December 25th marks the date Christmas is celebrated and the day Hanukkah begins. It weighs heavy on my

When Christmas rolls around, I can’t help but think of my late husband, James, and the night he died on

Last week I wrote about what could happen if we extended ourselves to a stranger: We might make a new