A quiet collection of reflections on healing, becoming, and return
The Poetry
January 1st Again
January 1st again. No confetti in my chest. Just the quiet ache of exhaustion that never clocks out. I am in the second half of my life. And I'm tired...
January 1st Again
January 1st again. No confetti in my chest. Just the quiet ache of exhaustion that never clocks out. I am in the second half of my life. And I'm tired...
Maturity Speaks
I am a shadow of who I used to be. And I don't say that with grief. Just truth. The things that once pulled at me no longer reach my...
Maturity Speaks
I am a shadow of who I used to be. And I don't say that with grief. Just truth. The things that once pulled at me no longer reach my...
I am Glowing
I am glowing. I am glowing in love because I am love, radiant, real, and unshaken. I am glowing in light because my soul walks in truth and never...
I am Glowing
I am glowing. I am glowing in love because I am love, radiant, real, and unshaken. I am glowing in light because my soul walks in truth and never...
Survival Kit
I am a millennial woman. Raised on the promise that tomorrow would be brighter. They told us to study hard, to dream wide, to believe the world was stretching forward...
Survival Kit
I am a millennial woman. Raised on the promise that tomorrow would be brighter. They told us to study hard, to dream wide, to believe the world was stretching forward...
Rooted In Faith
I am done drafting escape routes. No backup plans folded in my pocket. No contingency clauses whispered to fear. I release the tight grip of imagined deadlines. Those man-made clocks...
Rooted In Faith
I am done drafting escape routes. No backup plans folded in my pocket. No contingency clauses whispered to fear. I release the tight grip of imagined deadlines. Those man-made clocks...
First Time Here
I remind myself— softly, like a truth too tender to shout. Every soul on this spinning earth is living their first life. No rehearsals. No dress runs. No secret manual...
First Time Here
I remind myself— softly, like a truth too tender to shout. Every soul on this spinning earth is living their first life. No rehearsals. No dress runs. No secret manual...