In process. I keep this energy in my head. It sticks to my throat and manifests as anxiety. How do I get out of the buzzing thoughts that need to come out - to form creation. But create what? Here is where I live. This is what I move away from. Quite literally, and figuratively. I’ve found a space that nurtures, that enlivens, that inspires. Now to dig in. Commit. Practice. Find the sacred in the mundane. Here I am.

Church. It’s Sunday morning and I’m driving to Church. The only time I go to church since being a real adult is to attend funerals. The day is bright, bursting with autumn colors and truly stunning. The sun rays pour through the trees as I tangle myself and car through the windy mountain roads. Church. I think of D. I think of the minister, preacher, reverend, speaker… what’s their proper title? This person didn’t know him. He told beautiful stories from the Bible relating to

I thought people’s generosity meant that they care. That they want what’s best for me, and for them. Yet, it’s never equal — I’m quickly taught. I don’t know how to put myself first. I don’t know what it feels like to tell someone you aren’t good for me. I don’t know how to create a boundary that says give me space, give me time, give me love. Get away from me, hold me closer, breathe with me, just be you. The one that I love. Why do you push me away? Why do you think your ne

It’s 7:19pm on a Friday. Just over one week of life in the Southwest. Just under one week of life being 30 years young(ish). Land of Enchantment is no lie. The streets whisper secrets in the wind. But you must pay attention and be at ease in every moment to appreciate the wonder. Even in the busiest of plaza streets there is an emptiness that is welcoming. A bit haunting through the winding roads, increasing curiosity and awareness like a beckoning call you cannot refuse. New

I moved from Milwaukee to Santa Fe in order to break my workaholic, go-go-go and the addicted to being too busy kind of lifestyle. Today I woke up, walked the dogs for an hour, fed them by creating a homemade mix of organic starch, bison and green vegetables covered with bone broth. I then made a cup of hot water with lemon and local raw honey for myself while making a hearty breakfast (very similar in style to the dogs dishes) for me. In silence I enjoyed my food, my tea and