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Underneath weary burnout is often the root of resentment.
The unspoken only festers and takes root as resentment.
The unspoken only festers and takes root as resentment.
When we hurl our hurt, it feels easier because our wired-to-stay-comfortable brain is safe and happy.
For the hurting and hurt. For the in pain and healing. For the afraid and lost. For the silenced and oppressed. For the courageous warriors.
No workshops, no work, and no social media for a week. It felt impossible and without it, I knew the resentment and fatigue that was building would take me down.
Before Pelia joins this world as the black and orange butterfly everyone loves, she first must surrender to the butterfly soup of her own chrysalis, which she's had inside her whole life. Life as a caterpillar is finished, and yet,
May we have grace for how we are all reacting. May we take a breath and instead choose to respond.
It took me years to get to the point where I stopped saying, and believing, that I'd give it all away, trade it all, change it all, to have them here.
How does one reconcile the messy space of trust, surrender, acceptance, fight, and
Today marks what would have been the 6th birthday of our third - six years of healing, of wonder, and most of all, of honor. This grief journey never gets easier, it simply gets different, and this year is
We love our childless-not-by-choice life and we will always have lifelong wonders and grief.