Where I drop a soothing balm of words I’ve strung together that have landed on my heart. And contemplations to offer support & ease for your heart. Sometimes written, sometimes audio. Sometimes with a little fire, sometimes all balm.
Met my younger self for coffee (pt I).
I love how subtly spicy she’s always been with her words.
Being in the contraction.
Sometimes it may feel like our seasons of contraction are extended beyond bearable measure. Sometimes they may be little flickers of time in space that we move through at lightening speed, barely noticing.
Life as a story.
Can you step back and witness your story as easily as you can fully immerse yourself into the play of life itself?