
“There are two ways to live: You can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein
Where do you fall along what I call “Einstein’s Miracle Spectrum”? Do you wish you could live as if everything that happens in your life truly is a miracle? If so, I think paying attention to your inner voice gives you the perfect place to start.
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The 15 minutes of fame garnered by my blog, my books, and my social media success lead strangers to reach out and ask to meet me from time to time. Lately, I’ve been saying no because I’ve been in my book-writing cave, pounding away on my next book Mind Over Medicine: Scientific Proof You Can Heal Yourself.
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If you’re a working mother like me, you may have noticed a few raised eyebrows from time to time. I was only five weeks postpartum when I had to go back to my work as an OB/GYN physician, and you’d have thought I had murdered my infant the way some women looked at me. (“How dare she? How selfish of her. But just wait - that child will be totally messed up one day.”)
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I recently got an email from a fan with a deep desire to play big in her life and career. There’s only one problem, she’s terrified of the type of criticism she might receive if she really puts herself out there. “Kris, how do you navigate the good, bad and ugly?” What a fantastic question!
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How many times have you bitten your tongue in a board meeting or muzzled yourself when your boss starts spouting off? How many times have you failed to speak up when you disagree with your business partner? How often have you ignored your intuition and kept your mouth shut because you’re afraid of creating conflict with your clients, colleagues, or superiors?
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It’s a fact, Ladies. The most fulfilling experience of our lives – nurturing little beings into wonderful adults – is statistically killing our careers. At least that’s what the data says.

I visited a large company to give a talk about non-conformity and adventure. From all appearances, it was a well-run company doing good things.

You hate your job. You despise your job, actually. You get sick to your stomach every Monday morning and the sense of dread doesn’t let up until TGIF Happy Hour. Okay, maybe you don’t TOTALLY hate your job. There is that cute guy in billing, you did work hard to get where you are so far, and the money is decent, even though you deserve more. But you can’t let go of that feeling that there’s something more.
You fantasize about quitting. You create elaborate scenarios in your head that involve telling your boss to take this job and shove it where the sun don’t shine. You visualize cleaning out your office, walking out the front door, unshackling your chains, and throwing debris up in the air as you start break dancing to the perfect soundtrack that rocks you right into the life your dying to live -- which is any life except this one.
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So yesterday was Owning Pink’s two year birthday (WOOT!). And yet, we couldn’t get on the site to plan our big PAR-TEE because the site was crashing all of Tuesday afternoon, then night, then well into our anniversary Wednesday...
Why?
Vaginas.

Saturday night, I returned home from New York City after a whirlwind week of 20 TV appearances, eight interviews with magazine editors at Glamour, Woman’s Day, Health magazine, Shape and other hot-shot publications, a Get Out Of Your Own Way workshop, and meetings with agents. Sunday, I was busy packing with my family to go to Lake Tahoe for my daughter’s spring break and to Big Sur to celebrate Easter (which happens to land on my birthday this year). Then the phone rang, and I found out that a major national television show you've all heard of (and that I've dreamed of appearing on) wanted me to hop back on a plane and fly out to New York to appear on their show.
I had been away from my hubby and 5-year-old daughter for a whole week, and we had been planning to spend this special week together for months. And I felt the familiar tearing between my ambition and my family.
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