Author name: Amanda Johnson

“You’re not a f****ng book coach!” Her voice was shrill with frustration. I almost spit the coffee out of my mouth. This lady hardly ever raises her voice or curses, and yet this topic warranted both. While I listened to her share who she has experienced me to be, in her life and others’, I

So, my son regularly rolled his eyes at me as a kid, every time I asked him, “Hey, what do you think the message of that movie/song was?” Or when I asked him to stretch a bit further and imagine what someone would do if they believed and acted on those messages. But I kept

On my Facebook page this week, I shared a precious video and how the beautiful picture that my client, Torey, captured of her husband and two children proudly holding her galley copies of her new book No Big Deal brought tears to my eyes and reminded me of an interview I did a week or so

I smiled as I read her email, imagining her pumping pompoms in the air as she cheered my “Words Matter…So Don’t Splatter…” blog, and reflected on how she’s been focused on healing the backst*ry instead of writing. And then came her very important question:  “When is ‘healed enough’?” Over the last ten years of working with

Warning: Please avoid liquids while reading. I’ve started this blog a dozen-plus times…on paper. And lost count of how many times I’ve re-developed it…in my mind. The other morning, I woke up trembling… With the message literally buzzing to be released from my fingertips. I wrote it all out and had to shut my computer. Too

Warning: You may want to avoid drinking liquids, especially the hot ones, while reading this. Okay, so a few weeks ago, a sister friend looked at my list of potential new taglines and sighed, “Ugh, this is so ‘old Amanda.’ Where is all the sass?”After several hours of rather vulgar brainstorming with family,  friends, and clients,

You know what I’m talking about. You’ve been there, right? You were inspired with an idea about how you could change your life, or maybe even the lives of others. You told everyone how excited you were. You jumped into action with both feet. You started to create some magic. You began to make a difference. You

A week ago, I turned 38. Today, I completed the first “Write Yourself into a Better Story Challenge,” where I have witnessed courageous men and women begin to revise storylines that were sabotaging their sanity, their health, and their purpose. Tomorrow, I launch my Mindful Messenger TV Show. What do these 3 things have in common? Well,

Last weekend, we decided to watch the Carol Burnett Show’s 50th Anniversary tribute.    My husband and I wondered if our teenager would be cool with it, but agreed that the slapstick element would probably keep his butt on the couch long enough that he might come to appreciate the glimpse of what comedy—an art

My gramma always moved fast and was notorious for getting a little ahead of herself. She’d “get a bug up her butt” [her words] to do one thing—clean a pantry or closet, redecorate a room, or do some gardening—and in no time at all, she found herself in pretty deep. Not just one pantry or closet—every single drawer