For whatever reason, in this lifetime it’s like I just know. I know things. I feel things. I see things. Things I would rather not know, see, or feel sometimes. I value truth I do, and I guess truth values me too. Truth hides in the crevices, on the walls, in my dreams. It seems…
For whatever reason, in this lifetime it’s like I just know. I know things. I feel things. I see things. Things I would rather not know, see, or feel sometimes. I value truth I do, and I guess truth values me too. Truth hides in the crevices, on the walls, in my dreams. It seems…
Anything not currently working out for you is a part of everything ultimately working out for you. Surrender and release. Trust.” I am being faced with how I react, show up, and be with things not going my way or the way that I intended for them to go. Today the moon is full it’s…
Anything not currently working out for you is a part of everything ultimately working out for you. Surrender and release. Trust.” I am being faced with how I react, show up, and be with things not going my way or the way that I intended for them to go. Today the moon is full it’s…
I haven’t written in a while, besides life’ing I realize that I was internally bothered by a comment someone left on my last post. I did not go back to reread as I write this, so my response is only my interpretation. I do not know the person. They appeared to have shown up on…
Boundaries are a bit of a buzz phrase these days, in the conversations pertaining to self-care and self-love I often hear people discuss having boundaries. my dearest SJR said in a sermon “you don’t need edge entity, you need boundaries.” I have seen many of post and memes on edges growing back, and skin flourishing…
Boundaries are a bit of a buzz phrase these days, in the conversations pertaining to self-care and self-love I often hear people discuss having boundaries. my dearest SJR said in a sermon “you don’t need edge entity, you need boundaries.” I have seen many of post and memes on edges growing back, and skin flourishing…
4.21.19 — I looked up and the time read 11:11pm. We were well into the golden hour, mommy and baby are skin-to-skin. Baby Sage established a latch, she’s feeding. Dad is nearby. I am in awe of this work I get to do as a doula. It’s not lost on me that this is sacred…
4.21.19 — I looked up and the time read 11:11pm. We were well into the golden hour, mommy and baby are skin-to-skin. Baby Sage established a latch, she’s feeding. Dad is nearby. I am in awe of this work I get to do as a doula. It’s not lost on me that this is sacred…
I have been in a constant state of gratitude as of late for the entire notion, “divine timing.” Time itself is elusive, the other day I called one of my teachers, and I’m like “yo! time is a made up concept, it’s not real,” she’s like “duh!” There is something so sacred, and comforting about…
