Messages & Channelings

Cheryl Richardson > Meet Your Inner Saboteurs

We all need scaffolding. We need others who believe in us when we’re not ready to believe in ourselves just yet. We need fresh ideas, different perspectives, and ongoing encouragement to stay on the path when the road gets bumpy. Cause it always gets bumpy.

I stepped off the scale and stared at the lever pointing to the numbers reflecting my new weight. How long have I dreamt about this moment, I thought to myself? Months? Years?

Cheryl Richardson > Grace under Pressure

This week I’m rerunning a story about an experience I had with my friend Melissa while in Maine a few years back. It’s one way I remind myself to choose kindness in the face of unexpected, challenging circumstances.

Cheryl Richardson > When Hard Work Works

This week I celebrated a milestone. In February, after enlisting the part of me that loves a good challenge, I decided to use what I learned from swimming in cold water to take on a new goal...

Cheryl Richardson > Feline Self-Care Wisdom

It’s a hot, steamy day here in the Northeast and I snuck out early to get a hike in before the humidity threatened to melt my motivation. I’m grateful to have developed the discipline during the pandemic to move every day in spite of the weather.

Cheryl Richardson > My Guardian Angel

It was early morning and the sun cast rays of light against the wall in my office. I sat down on my favorite chair and signaled for Wednesday, our black and gray tabby, to join me on my lap.

Cheryl Richardson > Becoming a Teenager Again

For the last week, I’ve been feeling impatient and irritable. Slogging through tourist traffic near our home makes me want to scream. Trying to make dinner reservations to celebrate my husband Michael’s birthday felt like...

This morning, while searching through blogs for one to resend so I could take the day off, I found a message that feels important at this time now that things are starting to open up.

Cheryl Richardson > What Good Shall I Do This Day?

Yesterday, with some exceptions, Massachusetts lifted the last restrictions on wearing masks and limiting people in public venues and when I set out to do a few errands I wondered what it would be like to finally see people’s faces.

Cheryl Richardson > A New Practice Called Mindlessness

It was warm, 75 degrees, and rather humid for a spring day. I stood at the shoreline ready to take a plunge with my friend Libby, when she offered a challenge: “I’m going to stay in for ten minutes but if you don’t feel up to it, no worries.”

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