Your Ancestors

Your Ancestors-
They said
Be Still
Listen in love
All we have done was
In love for you

Move without fear
Create your own rhythms
Tend to your peers

Slow down to
Feel, long enough
To heal, release
Expand

Your voice is destined
For truth
For them
For you

Be still in love
For all is coming
Sweet one


”Your Ancestors”
9/21/22

Blossoming

In her darkness
She found
Herself

She abandoned the
Weight of Worries
She slowly turned toward the light

We fear the dark
Yet… somehow we
fear the Light as well

She paved herself a
New path
One where Blossoming was
the priority

Creating space for
Her voice
to not be shouted but
Whispered

She summoned expansion
+ ease
She released her
Shrinking + doubts


”Blossoming”
9/9/22

Where Do You Wait?

What’s in waiting?
Whether a short while for dinner
Or long-term for life’s unanswerable questions

Within waiting is
Hope
Anxiety
Doubt
Peace

Waiting patiently
Anxiously awaiting

Where do you wait?
In the depths of the dark cocoon
Unafraid of lacking light
Or pretending to surrender
In the busy, messy chaos of idling.


”Where Do You Wait?”
8/12/22

For the Sensitive Souls

I wrote this piece to record as a voiceover for this video. Feel free to watch it here.

This is for the sensitive souls who actually aren’t that sensitive.

For the ones who learned that showing your feelings is too vulnerable, unwelcome.

So you crushed them far down your throat. 

You learned to mask up + craft walls too high to climb.

You instead learned to channel all those emotions inwardly- to shame yourself for being too needy, too overwhelmed, too excited, too much.

Because when you do express your emotions, they are too big for others to handle. But guess what, sweet one? That’s on them.

You are not too much. And you are not not enough. 

You are incredible + beautiful just the way you are.

Sensitive. Feeling. Overcome by a wide range of emotions day in + day out.

Please don’t numb them or hide them or shame them away.

Let them rise in your chest, your belly, your eyes.

Let them flow out of you in your poetry, dance, painting, music.

The world needs your sensitivity. And the world needs your art.

Mother Said

She opened her ears +

Closed her eyes + mouth 

She sipped from the cup 

Ready to release her long-held beliefs 

Turn to the light 

Mother said 

You have suffered 

Long enough 

Keep your heart open 

Mother said 

You deserve love 

In all its forms 

You have time 

Mother said 

Slow down + 

Bask in the joy


“Mother Said”

6/14/22

Bath or No Bath?

If you hate taking a bath, it’s probably for one of two reasons:

1) The thought of sitting still - alone - with your thoughts is daunting. 

Or…

2) You’re kinnnnndaaaaa type A/ perfectionist/ neat freak + think it’s disgusting.

Am I right or … am I right? :) 

There seems to be only two types of responses to baths - love em or hate em, no in-between. I’m not here to judge - I used to hate baths. My controlling, OCD-level-of-clean nature hated the thought of sitting in a room-temperature giant vat of my own grime. Gross! 

But I also was incapable of being alone with myself. My mind was loud as shit - with all the chatter of the ways I fucked up or didn’t measure up. My body was in near-constant pain, screaming for attention + compassion. My sweet little heart was so lost, so defeated. 

So, yea, sitting in a nasty tub alone with all that? Hard pass. 

What’s your take on baths? 

Beyond that, what’s your relationship with yourself? 

Are you able to + interested in spending time alone? Are you open to self-awareness + self-love? Are you scared of what you may discover if you turn inwards + spend more quality time with you? 

If you want a deeper, more meaningful relationship with yourself - let me know. Let’s work one-on-one to delve into the parts of you you’ve forgotten: the pain you’ve ignored, the anxiety-inducing thoughts. 

Self-discovery doesn’t have to be scary + it is so, SO worth it in the long-run. 

Learn more about working with me here.

The Pause Between

Written May 24, 2022

My friend described it perfectly. Life, right now, feels like that moment between an inhale + an exhale. 

Do it. Take a deep breath in. 

Pause… Pause… Wait. 
Pause… Keep holding… 
Tightening. Constricting. 
Still no sigh of relief yet. 
Can you sip in one more breath of air? 
FUCKING PAUSE. 

That’s what these last few months - years if I’m being honest - have felt like. 

4 out-of-state moves in 4 years.  
4 times to start over + try to settle somewhere new.
4 years of not knowing what comes next + when that fucking exhale will arrive.
4 years of holding my breath + allowing that anxiety to drown me.
4 years of unsettled ungroundedness.
4 years of feeling like I’m stuck in survival mode, unable to easily breathe in + out.

I’ve been incredibly unkind to myself these last 4 years. Feeling like a failure at so many things.  Working odd jobs, knowing we wouldn’t be in one place for too long. Trying to start a business when it feels like maybe that just isn’t meant to happen for me. Struggling to make meaningful connections that I know will likely be severed in a matter of time anyway. 

I am tired. 
I am tired of moving. 
I am tired of starting over.
I am tired of building a new community for myself every single year.
I am tired of meaningless work. 

I. Am. Just. So. Tired.