Yesterday I finished another complete edit on my manuscript, Through Frankie’s Eyes. As I looked up from my computer, happy to have made it this far, I looked up to see Frankie looking at me. I couldn’t help but get tears in my eyes. She is the inspiration that keeps pushing me forward… even when fear tries to invade my thoughts.

The photo above was taken last January and I couldn’t help but take note of that as well. That is when I began writing my new book. My first adult nonfiction, and I guess you could say it is my memoir. Wow, I thought, a whole year has passed. I said to Frankie, “Hey sweetie, we did it. You helped me write this book. If it wasn’t for you I don’t know if I could have done it.” I got up from my chair and went over and kissed and hugged her. My heart was oozing with gratefulness.

It’s scary to write your story and share you thoughts with the world. I’m a constant work in progress reminding myself to follow my heart, my inspiration, and bull doze past the fear of what others will think or say about the book. I remind myself that those it needs to help, it will. Those that it does not, will never ever even read it. That’s okay. But I do hope it helps others in so many ways… to follow their own hearts, to be open and listen to the messages of our animal world, to step into their own truths, to live with more joy.