Happy Views Day!

This week is the halfway point in my Year of Courageous Acts. Since August 1, 2021, I’ve posted an inside look into my professional and personal life. These reveals are unnatural for me, but I press on.

#26 of 52:

Third biggest business change for 2022: After 3 ½ years and 6 published books, I’ll resume speaking engagements.

Instead of speaking for large venues, as I had done before 2018, I’ll be available to lead workshops/teach for 12-50 person conferences, holistic/spirit care centers, annual and one-time events.

I’ll also accept new life coaching/writing tutor clients. My updated website will reflect these changes in May/June.

Reader! What about you? What is your biggest change to implement in 2022?

Leaping with a new lease on life,



Happy Views Day!

Last week, I posted a 2022 business change for my Year of Courage.

I have three large (to me) reveals. I’ll post the final one next week.

Second biggest business change for 2022: Moving from my home office into a 600-700 ft. structure that resembles a small chapel with a loft. Current financial elements delay this business expansion. I know what. Now I wait for how and when.

Thanks for cheering me forward,



Happy Views Day! Healthy New Year!

I’ve posted an Act of Courage every Tuesday since August 2021. It’s my one-year online accountability format to invite readers to know about me.

This Year of Courage project evolved after a friend said I don’t allow people to know more about me than where I walked that day. She was semi-joking, lovingly honest.

I’m reading Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnauch. From her December 28th reflection: The Courage to Create the World You Want. “…those small but indelible moments of private courage will burst through. We become authentic the same way we become courageous. By doing it. Not by thinking about it.”

So here goes…my next weekly reveal that covers my top priority for my business:

Biggest change for 2022: Having a producer create 3-minute clips on a You Tube channel (extremely bold act because I’m not a fan of video and need much technological assistance!)

To be continued with bravery,


Courageous food for thought

Happy Views Day!

Time for a weekly check-in from my Year of Courageous Acts. Something you may not know about me…

Unusual jobs: Managing a Chinese restaurant; Server at a Mexican Restaurant. As a blue-eyed, blonde-haired lady, I was a stand-out employee 😉.

Working from my lily pad of life,



Happy Views Day!

In this reflective time of Christmas, I share another fact from my Year of Courageous Practices.

classroom chair and desk

Best year of school: Sophomore in high school. I got to take typing, journalism, and psychology classes. I also made show choir (an alto).

Your encouragement and responses have invited me to open myself to allow people to know more about me. Thank you~



Happy Views Day!

Last week, I received the largest reader response from my weekly posts about a Year of Active Courage.

On December 7th, I wrote my only material Christmas wish this year. That three-word answer generated multiple stories and memories. I appreciate your thoughtful input.

This week’s insider look at what matters to me:

Favorite book genre: Fiction: historical stories with characters who represent honor; Nonfiction: biographies

Courageously, Christina


Don’t shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that’s where the action is. See things from his perspective (Col 3: 1-2 MSG).

When I become full of myself, I’ve enlisted the help of a step ladder to address my pride.  

I grab my kitchen step stool, armed with cloth and Pledge cleaner, and climb my way to the top of the ladder. From a ceiling’s vantage point, I’m stunned to find five fan blades housing what looks to be a dust collection. I spray lemony cleaner over the grayish residue and begin wiping each blade and lightbulb. Depending on how long it’s been since I’ve visited the ceiling, sometimes I must return to floor level to rinse or replace my cloth.

As I hike up the ladder, I visualize how my attitude gets an aerial view of how small I can be. My motives require regular cleanings. Sometimes my spirit has dulled, and I need several applications of soul spray to polish my character. I look toward heaven and ask God to circulate His breath around my thoughts and heart.

Thank you, Jesus for pledging Your cleansing blood on the cross. Help me practice floor-to-ceiling humility like You did.

From a FROG fan on the lily pad of life,


One courageous request

Happy Views Day!

My weekly response to this Year of Courage (aka 52 “What you may not know about me”)

All I want for Christmas 2021: Wal-Mart gift cards. (Seriously, for real)

Merry Christmas and a Peaceful Year of Abundance,



If you’ve followed my Tuesday blogs since August 1, 2021 you’ve read my “Year of Courage.”

Today, I share an excerpt from the backstory of my most vulnerable publication: Knee Deep: A 9-Month Whirlpool of Handwritten Letters to the Creator. It’s available at Barnes and Noble and your favorite book outlets.

You can follow my FROG Blog to watch my Year of Courage practice. Before I chicken out, here goes!

Note to Myself

Dear Self,

Write the book that needs to be written. Write even if you and God are the only readers. Write the book that is hardest to write. Someday you could use your journals to write a book. Don’t worry about publishing. Don’t be concerned with the end. Do not fear the messy broken pieces it takes to complete a whole manuscript. Consider these turns of your literary creation as colored chips in your life’s kaleidoscope.

Marjorie Holmes gained a national following with her book, I’ve Got to Talk to Somebody, God She considered this book a collection of her apron pocket prayers. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank. Thousands of memoirs like these have gone before me. I don’t need a national following. As a sensitive introvert who requires vast amounts of space and quiet, I don’t want a Marjorie Holmes level of recognition. And yet. And yet. And yet.

Chris Woods was the first person who believed in my writing enough to publish what I thought would be my only book. I wrote Life’s Too Short for Dull Razors, Cheap Pens, and Worn-Out Underwear to answer a friend’s double dare to write what I thought when I ran distance miles. After what I thought was my “Hey, look! I wrote a book. A one-and-done,” Chris challenged me to compile my online FROG Blog posts into a book of short essays. My inner prodding asked, “There are already 8 million book titles available on Amazon alone, why add your word weight to an already obese book market?” Chris recommended including other people to create an anthology, which evolved into book #2: The FROG Blog: Learning on a Lily Pad. Neither of those books had initially flown off the chart. Eighteen positive online reviews hardly warranted writing a third book. And yet. And yet. And yet.

A line from Toby Keith’s song American Soldier kept playing in my mind. “I don’t do it for the money, there’s bills that I can’t pay. I don’t do it for the glory, I just do it anyway.”

Gulp! I filled my lungs with a slug of air and, with shaky FROG legs, I jumped into waters that chilled me to the bone with fear. Tenacity and determination boiled over when I was reminded that with God, I’ll live to tell this story. FROG stands for Fully Rely On God. I need to firmly stand on God and write what He has called me to do for now. Allow Knee Deep: A 9-Month Whirlpool of Handwritten Letters to the Creator to be published.



This post is dedicated in honor of my Mom, Carol Lynn. November 25th was her birthday.

In their hearts, humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps (Prov. 16:9).

I’ve used my Mom’s chiffon dessert recipe countless times. I add variations using different gelatin flavors and crusts, but the basic recipe remains consistent.

A neighbor was struggling in a relationship and knowing she likes sweets, I bought supplies to bake her a chiffon dessert. I rarely refer to the directions anymore because I’ve made it so often.

Before my workday, I hurried to prepare the first layer. Instead of looking at Mom’s dessert recipe, I followed the directions on the gelatin box. Without a second thought, I put the pan in the frig and set the timer for an hour to make the crust while the filling thickened.

When the timer went off, I opened the frig to find a pan of gelatin soup. It wasn’t the thickened gelatin I was used to. I dug out Mom’s recipe card and realized I had followed the gelatin box directions which called for an extra ¼ cup water plus ½ cup ice cubes.

Due to limited time, I tried fixing my mistake by adding grated zest and lemon cookie crumbles. This created a larger amount of soggy error. I couldn’t rescue the dessert for my friend, so I spooned the salvageable dessert into cups to donate to our youth center’s nightly dinner.

My hasty start ended with extra dirty dishes and another trip to the grocery store for Miss Carol’s sunshine cake. Improper preparation also led to an unplanned delivery to our youth center. I deserted my kitchen and indulged in a feast of lessons.

Multi-tasking can lead to multi-taxing. When I thoughtfully follow God’s loving recipe, I feast on a sweeter slice of life.

Reading God’s step-by-step directions on the lily pad,