I’m so excited to announce that The Breathe Intensive will be making it’s way to Phoenix, Arizona!! Our Phoenix Intensive group will be quite intimate in size, so email me at aloha{at}natalienortonblog{dot}com to reserve your seat today!

What is The Breathe Intensive?

The Breath Intensive is a business and lifestyle rework for moms. It’s a remarkable opportunity to dig deep, get clear, set goals, and learn tried and true systems that will help you balance and structure your life for ultimate success and JOY. Click here for a more detailed description.

Is The Breathe Intensive right for you?

Read sample participant profiles here.

What others are saying:

“I wrote this e-mail over and over in my head for 5 hours as I drove home last night.  ‘How do I adequately tell her what she’s done to my life?’  Two little words–’thank you’–just aren’t enough.  I came to the workshop with pretty high expectations.  You promised life change after all.  And even with that promise, you under-promised and over delivered.  Honestly.  I am so excited for the future.  For who I get to become.”


“I came home from Breathe feeling so refreshed.  Excited for the future.  Excited to ACT and to DO.”

“Yesterday we had a friend of the boys over for dinner. Reed said to him, ‘My mom used to be on the computer all the time. But now she’s only on it sometimes, and she sets the timer. It’s really cool, dude.’ My 8-year-old. Bragging! About my progress! About my effort to prioritize! :) Made my heart happy, so happy, and so full.”

“Thank you for your continued involvement with all of us.  It’s a testament to your character that you continue to stay invested in all of us even after the workshop is over.  It’s the workshop that keeps on giving.”

“Since attending Breathe, I’ve really tried to make some big adjustments. . . .I’ve been spending more time with my kiddos and less time on the computer. I set business hours and am really trying to stick to them. I’ve begun to say “no” to things I don’t want to shoot so that the time I spend away from my family working is time doing something that I’m passionate about.”

From an attendee’s happy husband:

“I have been meaning to e-mail you and let you know how much of an impact you’ve had on our life in such a short time.  We’re still working through all the info Jenny got from your Breathe workshop, and we’ve came up with some pretty cool ideas. . . .Just wanted to let you know that you’re doing some wonderful things in this world that are bringing joy to many people, making life easier and more enjoyable, and many other things. . . . Just awesome stuff, really!”

Can’t wait to see YOU in Phoenix!

Register online, here, or email me at aloha{at}natalienortonblog{dot}com with any questions you might have!

George Bernard Shaw once said, “A happy family is but an earlier heaven.” The Albertson family showed me that this theory is, in fact, absolute truth. Enjoy.

Redeye. Check.

Meet Richie at the airport. Check.

Drive to the Cause For Hope offices and have a REMARKABLY inspiring (and exciting) consult. Check. And PS, check these people out; they’re making real waves.

Dash off to the Triad Building in downtown Salt Lake City for an interview with KSL. Double check.

Change clothes in the parking lot. Try not to look like a wet mutt. Check… Ish. When you see the footage, remind yourself, redeye. Mahalo.

Manage said interview and all the tears that come along with it. Sniff, sniff. Check.

Jet up to Deer Valley to get our presenter packs for the LDSBC and check in to wonderfully charming Chateaux at Silver Lake. Check.

Feed Natalie’s face (for the first time in over 48 hours, truth). CHECK.

Aaaaaaaand break! What a glorious day! Mostly it was magical just being with my boyfriend sans kids. Wow, I truly think I forgot what silence sounds like. . .

I love Utah. If The Great Salt Lake had waves (and the winters weren’t so horrendous) we’d actually consider living here. Though Park City would likely be the only option for us, because I’m somewhat obsessed with this place. It feels like the skier’s version of Haleiwa. Down to Earth, relaxed, a great creative community, and of course, the landscape is amazing! Right up my alley. Again, minus the Siberian temperatures and the 97 billion feet of snow a year.

Tonight Richie and I had dinner at Zoom. Goodness gracious folks. Goodness gracious. I’d eaten there a couple of times before with my family when I was a kid, but I mustn’t have grown into my tongue yet, because I don’t remember it being anything like what we experienced tonight. Wow.

Zoom is owned by Sundance, and the walls are adorned with the most AMAZING Sundance Film Festival promotional posters! Like, seriously, some of the designs will blow your mind. I spent a good 10 minutes just standing there staring at them (Jane, you would have been drooling). I tried to find some examples of my personal favorites online, but this one was the only one I could find. If you ever find yourself in Park City, I highly recommend stopping by Zoom, if for no other reason than to enjoy these designs. . . Though visiting Zoom without also enjoying dinner, would literally be sinful.

And now, goodnight. Finally.


It is officially 2011. It wasn’t official until this very moment when I started blogging, from an airplane, on my iPad. What in the world!!? The lives we lead…

This post will be short, because let’s face it, typing on your iPad gets old, fast. But hey, I could be making parchment and writing with coal … or something. It’s all a matter of perspective. (Did “they” even do that? Write with coal? I have no idea.)

I’m off to Utah for a couple of meetings, an interview, and then to speak at the LDS Business Conference on Friday. Life is BIG; can I just say that out loud? LIFE IS HUGE, and it makes me feel so small in comparison.

As I was waiting the security line this evening, I saw a young man, dressed in a suit and tie, saying a tear-filled goodbye to friends and family. He’s off to serve a 2 year, non paid, mission for his (our) church. This 19 year old boy is off to Madagascar. MADAGASCAR! He was so brave. They all were. Tears yes, but also pride, courage and more conviction than I can articulate. After we’d gone through security, he and I had a moment to chat. All I could think to say was, “It’s going to be big, it’s going to be HUGE, but God is soooooooo much bigger.” But he obviously already knew that.

Its true. God IS bigger than all of it, and the beautiful reality is that when we’re engaged in the right things, His hand is IN all of it as well. I’ll be reminding myself of this truth all week as I battle all my insecurities and a million feelings of inadequacy. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that battles like these are best won on your knees.


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Pardon the silly (and blurry, and shockingly over saturated) “before” cell phone pictures. . .

Hair cuts hurt my heart. I can’t explain why, precisely. But they do. Perhaps since they’re a rarity in our home, they feel especially like a grown up thing to do. They make me feel as if I’m 14 seconds from dealing with learner’s permits and missed curfews.


I just want you to stay small. Forever and ever.

Keep climbing up on my lap (incessantly, and all at the same time, even though I GENUINELY feel like I’m going to have a claustrophobia induced panic attack). Keep jumping on my couches (even though it drives me INSANE and destroys the cushions). Keep having wrestling matches in the center of the living room (though, we did purchase you a trampoline for that very purpose). Keep jumping on my bed with pockets full of sand (even though when I climb into bed at night, I use your names in vein). Continue climbing onto my beautiful white coffee table (even though now it’s officially BEIGE). Keep leaving your wet beach towels in the back of my car (even though it makes my car smell like wet dog). Keep doing all these things that make me crazy-pants, because time’s already flying by quicker than I can catch my breath.

You just keep on driving me crazy, because if it means ONE MORE SECOND with you, I’m in. Both feet.

I love you boys. Every crazy inch.