How I’m learning to stay the course, make sacred things with my hands, and ask to be carried when the itch for more kicks in
A letter to a friend (and myself) about love, addiction, and the illusion of transformation.
Built for an arranged marriage, forced to fucking date
Finding our way back to spiritual authority rooted in womanhood and wisdom
On being a sacred paradox at the rodeo, wounds that still need healing, and mean girls with puppies
On telling limitation to fuck off, what Kairos time is, and letting the erotic spark of your becoming lead
Healing the divides between men and women starts with swallowing something hard, and you're not gonna like it
A love letter to the part of you that knows your life is the art.
On how constellation work clears what lives in the body, honors our ancestors, and reminds us of what's here and now
The anxious grip of control, the wisdom of the chakras, and why trust is the real power move.
Deciding to live as an artist is the scariest thing I've done
Being in the magic of the moment
