My father is a baker, and a chef. I grew up, for much of my childhood, with my father owning a quirky (but delicious) restaurant and bakery. He would, many days, be gone out of the house by 4am to begin the morning’s fresh croissants (he’s...
Spring becomes Summer. Wood becomes Fire. We are in the window of this shift. Right now. In Nature, in the personal, in the Global. We open ourselves to this Truth; without much choice, and yes, most certainly with gripping fists, and fearful eyes that dart the other way. Yet here we are. This tilt...
The Earth is speaking, and we must listen. The reality that has been created by us, with only us in mind, Is being brought to a screeching halt. We are being shown great imbalances. We are being faced with our fragile humanness. For some, perhaps, for the first time ever. It...
The call of the cardinal, sharp red, whose morning song fills the air. The smell of Birth in the soil and bursts of the trees’ first buds, Hanging like thick perfume. The warmer-tinged breeze than that of winter; Blowing in hope, easeful joy. It peels back thick clouds from the sun, Allowing the...
As I took my finals this morning, this means that my first semester of Nurse Practitioner school at Vanderbilt University has come to an end. This experience has been close to the hardest of my life (likely Guatemala still holds that coveted #1 spot, but...
It’s still a shift; An utmost sacred one. One where Mother Earth tilts a new way, conducting new shadows of the Sun. It’s still a shift. I feel it in my bones. In my heart. In the tone of my desire. Im searching for the familiarity, still. Looking around the corner...
Perhaps the words of caution fill your head. The words that tell you to, “be careful,” Words that temp you with, "this world is too scary." And plant seeds of doubt, that you hold to. But you, my dear, are here for a purpose. We all are. We are here to...
The Sun catches the wingtip of the butterfly; Blazing; Fiery. A welcome to the new Season; A beckoning into Joy. The freedom of bursting from seed: From cocoon into flight. Soaring on wings that lead to purpose. The nectar of Joy, like that of a flower, Spills sweetly, abundantly, from the Heart. Joyfulness. Bliss. Easeful being; That is...
How many times have you heard the words spoken, “Don’t be so sensitive!” “Why are you such a perfectionist?” “Why do you care so much?” “Sit still and focus!” “Why do you leave everything to the last minute?” “Why can’t you just quit drinking?” “Don’t...
Learning to love anger. According to some theories, human beings have five emotions: anger, fear, grief, love, and joy. For years, I had no relationship with my anger. I was able to justify my other human emotions such as love and joy. I regarded these two as...