Advent whispers hope into the quiet spaces of our lives—the spaces we often ignore. It also holds the hope when everything around us feels heavy. Hope isn’t passive—it’s an act of courage, a choice to believe in what could be. It’s easy
It is Monday of a short holiday week after a weekend that included a middle of the night trip to the emergency vet for Gertie for a very severe allergic reaction. Things I didn't feel like doing this morning? My physical therapy
Holding space for the people we live with, love, work with, and lead is a gift we don’t always recognize for its profound impact. This week, I’ve walked alongside people I care deeply about as they navigate some of life’s hardest
I am sad. I feel sad. I am overwhelmed. I feel overwhelmed. I am angry. I feel angry. I am joyful. I feel joy. Notice the difference? It's not just semantics. It's a profound shift—a choice to feel our emotions rather than become them. When we say "I am
Been reminding myself of some of my own teaches a lot lately. Things like: Your perception of my story does not change my truth. Our reactions are more about us than anything or anyone else. How we treat people is more a reflection
Not every space we walk into or must exist in will be safe and brave enough for us to bring our full, authentic selves. Not every space has earned the right to see all of who we are. This truth
I'm exhausted, and it's hard to get the overthinking and overwhelm to stop. My heart hurts, and my understanding muscle is waning and worn out. Fatigue has a way of making convictions sharper and shrinking our worlds. It can also
