Showing up online feels heavier and hard this week. I’m navigating a lot of emotions—my own and others'—and choosing to lean into empathy, curiosity, and connection. If I’m honest, there’s a part of me that feels apprehensive in posting anything in
Whether your tears come from joy, gratitude, and praise or heartbreak, fear, and disappointment… everything you’re feeling is valid. And however you’re praying, or whoever you’re praying to, may we choose grace, curiosity, and love as we turn toward one
May we hold fast to curiosity, staying truly connected and brave enough to listen before we speak. May our words—whether spoken or typed—be slow to respond, gentle, and wrapped in kindness. May we keep our hearts and minds open, choosing love over
To fly we often first must become undone in the dark. Finally, it's here, my monarch butterfly timelapse. Not perfect and so incredible. It's taken me weeks, quite a bit of time, and several missed butters bc my phone died waiting and then
loved.enough.significant.matter so much.talented.called.chosen.learning.changing.growing.enough.loved.loved.loved. Maybe one of you needed these reminders, too this morning. <3
Our ability to stand in our own way or self-sabotage is something that never surprises me. We are our own worst enemy so often. So I started asking myself – how come? Where did we learn this? Who taught us that taking
