when the mind can finally accept that it doesn’t know anything, and that its purpose is to support, deepen and translate the strength, be...

I’ve always loved the beautiful contrast between structure, detail, organization and flow, surrender, movement. like any polarity, one ca...

we are creators, constantly being dynamically shaped by our creation. so what happens, when our creation is nothing? that rich, palpable,...

do things that bring you joy, with the people you love. allow that to be enough. transform the shame of “not doing more to fix the shit” ...

it’s hilariously ironic to me that when you get to the point in life where the reality of living your passion becomes increasingly more t...

being human means living a story. in many ways, we are the thoughts we choose to think, and we are the story we choose to tell. in this w...

stand in one place, and the light shines directly on you. change positions, and you are hidden from the light, simply witnessing. find th...

let love drip through your fingers the way water flows home to the ocean, as it listens to the grace of the moon

and here I am looking over my own shoulder, into the face of the world, the face of freedom. and no matter how hard I look outside to fin...

I desire to see my experience of life as a blank canvas, my guidance as the codes that appear as tracings of light, and my purpose as rea...

she lives in magic. where the sparks of inspiration ignite, and then emerge, from her fingertips... in one fluid, cosmic motion. RECEIVE,...

the goddess in the white velvet cloak blending in with the magic of the white snow to study the ways of the universe in private, only to ...

find the things of which the challenge is married with JOY.

in devotion to building bridges between the infinite love of spirit and the illusion of separation, I shamelessly, consciously, with inte...

an unexpected journey to the magical mountaintop where spirit spoke. the goddess sang, opening the portal to connection, to healing, to aw...

dreaming of a day like now when all that exists is my feet in the grass, calling my creative vision into this moment that is all moments,...