work
Quiet rooms over big stages
Why smaller rooms, slower reach, and community conversations feel truer than performance.
life
The Journey – Part 2
The day of transfer is etched in my memory. I wore the same socks I’d worn to every appointment, my bracelet and necklace that held so much meaning. A small superstition maybe, but it made me feel held.
Spring Equinox
I’ve been quiet for a while. The spring equinox feels like a threshold, a place where light and dark balance. That’s where I am now.
Finding hope again
Hope feels fragile when you’ve lost it before. I wait for the drop, the message that says not this time. Still, it creeps back in small ways…
mind
Holding the anger
2019 has been heavy with anger and fear. Waiting, limbo, work exhaustion, and anger feels easier to carry than hope sometimes.
mind
Spring
Grief will always be part of me, but this spring it’s no longer a weight I carry alone. Small rituals, good people, and a steady why are helping me grow again.
Wedding!
We got married!!