Give to others, Love yourself, Own your potential - GLO!

"As I tell my students at the end of each year: it's not who people tell you you can be, it's who you're willing to work to become."

This is wisdom from my pal Gordon Van Owen, a handsome, smart and devoted

My sweet friend Katie posts this on her Twitter bio: "I go to seek the great perhaps."

She's young and beautiful and smart, just forging an adult life, and yet her wisdom is an eye-opener, a message shared from the poet Francois Rabelais.

To me, Katie's quote means she's a seeker of possibilities, not knowing what is around the corner but being open to what might or will come her way. And how exciting is that!

I got a letter from my young friend Chloe. Handwritten. In the mail.

It's a rarity these days — putting pen to paper — but she insisted, being a very retro-inspired but highly modern woman who puts her own spin on everything she touches.

“Do what you love and love what you do.”

Yes, it is possible.  It is also the best advice I can give to anyone contemplating life decisions. 

I met my good pal Dorothy 15 years ago nearly. She was an intern at a well-known celebrity magazine where I was working. And she joined me one evening to cover a big party with a lot of A-list talents filling up a room.

For a student, it was a big, darned deal, a heady mix of beauties and actors and even a few Academy Award-winners among this group.

"Go over there and talk to him," I encouraged her of a big-name star we hoped to chat with that evening. She balked, briefly. Her trepidation resonated.

I vowed to speak every positive thought that came into my head.

If someone got into my elevator with a great dress, shoes or haircut, I was going to tell her, or even him, how much I liked it.

I fell in love with Kendal when she took a class I was teaching at the university.

She's a Turkish Kardashian, all luscious dark locks, huge eyes, fluttering natural lashes — but with a big dose of spunk and moxie that surprises.

1. Tell her you love her. Every. Single. Day.

2. Ask her family members — from siblings, to cousins, to grandchildren and even longtime friends — to write a detailed memory of her that they love the most. Bind them all in a journal or print them on small scrolls that she can open each week for some love and nostalgia. Sweet remembrances!

I once lived in a college town that I'd nicknamed "the velvet rut."

Going to grad school was fun. The camaraderie was there. It was a hippie paradise, all comfy and slow.

This message popped into my Facebook feed one recent night. It seemed like the universe was speaking to my heart.