I Don’t Want to Be This Strong All the Time AnymoreAfter holding so many people on Saturday and supporting them through their healing, my body turned around and said, “Whoa… hang on a minute.” ✋It came in as back pain. Not a little niggle, but the kind that makes you stop and go… okay,...
Accountability, Mirrors, and the Space BetweenOne of the deepest shifts in my healing journey came when I began to understand the difference between blame and accountability.For a long time, I believed that if I had been hurt, then the story ended there. Someone did something. Someone said...
I share this blog today for Mother’s Day.Motherhood isn’t just a role. It is years of giving, protecting, worrying, sacrificing and loving — even if it wasn’t always expressed in the ways we may have needed or hoped for. It is also, for many of us, a relationship that holds both tenderness...
🪽Sometimes healing isn’t loud or dramatic.Sometimes it’s a quiet moment where we pause, feel what rises within us, and choose to respond differently than we once would have.Many of us carry wounds that didn’t begin with us. Patterns passed through generations, often unconsciously, until...
Written today with three years more grace ...Three years ago I wrote about my inner child on the edge of a breakthrough. (See below)Today, I meet her with softer eyes and steadier hands.She no longer feels like something that needs fixing or rescuing.She feels like something that was becoming.🌹...
This isn’t a teaching post — it’s a piece of my lived experience. A reflection on lack, loneliness, and the quiet, often unseen learning that happens in the spaces between what is and what we long for.Sometimes we forget that those who walk beside others are also navigating their own...
This isn’t a teaching post — it’s a piece of my story. A reflection on loneliness, healing, and the quiet work of learning that being enough doesn’t come from others, but from within. Sometimes we forget that those who guide others have walked through their own darkness too. This part of...
So, after a massive declutter, giving so many of my life's treasures away to those who needed them, followed by a lot of procrastination and a deep dive into my shadow to work with the energies decluttering set free, my therapy room is officially open, on what would have been my Daddy's birthday.I...