Finding my self in the heap
Something is going on. I have felt it for a long time. I finally decided to do something about it, but instead of turning inside
The Keeper…
Women have long been the keepers. Keeper of stories. Family history. Secrets. Wishes. Dreams. Round a warm fireplace or simply held in her arms you may have told her your thoughts of the day, or let them melt off of you and wash away. Letting her cleanse your soul so that you could go farther. Make it another day. Offering you what reserves she has within herself. Taking
Revelations and Evolutions…
We all need support. We all have our days of feeling like we are alone in the world. Often times we look at other people's lives and we think, "Wow, they really have it together." I get that a lot. People often remark at how they think I have all my ducks in a row and that I have created this perfect existence
Let’s Begin. Here. Now.
I had a moment recently where I realized my insides didn't match my outsides. I looked at my space, my home, and it was boring. Sparce. It lacked invitation. How do you begin to create that space, where your vision matches your heart? Steps. Small ones and big ones. I wanted a space that is warm and inviting. It's loving and unconditional. You feel welcome here. Grab a cup of