Dear Friend,
So… I’m not on sabbatical yet.
A few of you have written in with lovely notes saying, “Hope you’re enjoying your sabbatical!” But just to clarify—I’m still here, and my sabbatical doesn’t officially begin until August.
Right now, I’m fully immersed in teaching the final live round of the Art of Money 3-month program, and we’ve just wrapped up the first month.
There’s nothing like real urgency to help folks say yes—especially those who’ve been thinking about joining my program for years… sometimes even a decade or two.
We have a beautiful group of 136 participants this round, and I have to say—it might be my favorite yet. (Though I’m pretty sure I say that every time.)
Still, something does feel different this time. I’m more organized (even though I still riff on class themes, share stories, wander off into tangents, and then circle back again). But as I get closer to this big transition, I’m feeling even more grounded and present with what’s unfolding in the group. Even though we’re meeting online, with people joining in from all over the world, I can feel the heartbeat of the space—we’re connected, and my inner sensors are fully attuned.
So what’s ahead?
- Two more months of the Art of Money class
- Nine more private financial therapy sessions
- Five more podcast interviews
And then—come August—my year-long sabbatical begins. I’ll be stepping back from teaching, private sessions, and public speaking for a full year.
That said, I may still share a few digital offerings we’ve been dreaming up (+ feel free to send us your ideas!) And we might do a special sale on my digital content library—there’s a whole treasure trove of teachings I’ve created over the past 25 years.
So before I walk off into the sunset, I’m here just a little longer.
As always, you’re welcome to send a note to my team if you need a resource, a referral, or just want to say hello. My books, podcast, and blog archive will still be available while I’m away.
And here’s a little wave from my favorite local trail, where the wildflowers are popping and the mountain air smells like change.
I’m on the edge of sabbatical, travel, and open space… and feeling deeply grateful.
With love,
