Every morning brings a quiet invitation: begin again. Not because you failed yesterday or need to become someone else, but because life itself is always shifting. Seasons change. Tides roll in and out. Trees bloom, shed, rest, and bloom again. Nature doesn’t rush or resist—it moves in rhythm, and so can we. We get caught…
Category: At Home in My Body
This space is about learning to live gently inside your own skin — without apology, without war. It’s for the slow, often uncomfortable work of seeing your body as home again. The softness, the scars, the weight, the stories — all of it belongs.
Navigating Your Career Like a River
Careers don’t always follow a straight, planned path—just like rivers don’t flow in perfect lines. Sometimes, the way forward changes because of obstacles, new opportunities, or simply because life shifts around us. And that’s okay. Like a river, I can learn to be flexible and adaptable. If one route gets blocked, I don’t have to…
Parenting: Growing Beside Them
No one tells you how parenting will stretch you — not just in your time, your patience, your energy — but in your identity. In the quiet moments, I’ve realized I’m not just raising a child. I’m also raising myself, again. Not to be perfect, but to be more present, more aware, more honest. When…
Why Good Girls Finish Last
I had an interesting conversation with my cousin yesterday. We were talking about why good girls actually finish last — and we both came to the same surprising conclusion. It’s religion. For 34 years, I was the definition of a good Christian girl. I followed every rule, avoided anything remotely “worldly,” and did everything the…
Why Is God Considered an Explanation for Anything?
I’ve never understood why people say “God did it” as if that ends the conversation. It’s not an explanation — it’s what people say when they’ve run out of explanations. Like a shrug, dressed up in faith. If you ask, “Why did this happen?” and someone says, “Because God wanted it that way,” what they’re…