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I’m not an expert on relationships. I’m not sure I’m an expert on anything, but that’s a discussion for another day, perhaps. Regardless, I’m often asked for relationship advice—mostly because I’m good at holding space, but also because one of my superpowers is saying what everyone else is thinking....Read more
EVERYTHING IS A FUCKIN RITUAL (And why you need it). Why do you need ritual? Because ritual invites you to tune out the drama of the external world and tune in to your own emotional landscape—it’s how you find the clarity and trust to work through shadows and sticky...Read more
Lately I’ve been sleeping in until 9—a luxury afforded to me since my 13 year old starting biking to school . I’ve been sleeping for 10 hours a night, thanks to cannabis. I’ve been taking it slow in the mornings, drinking coffee and drawing, pulling Tarot cards, journaling, and...Read more
Most of life is learning to heal. From the moment we’re born, we are in the process of healing. It starts with ancestral baggage and inter-generational trauma—so much that hasn’t taken place in our timeline, yet affects us all the same. We inherit the trauma of those who have...Read more
MAGIC IS ALIVE. Magic is a return—to yourself, to Source, to all things earthly and cosmic. Magic is deepening and trusting your intuition; it’s the way you just know, the moments when you think, “of course.” Magic is co-creating with the Universe—collaborating, even as it trolls you. Recognizing there...Read more
Listen. It’s hard to learn how to love the shit out of yourself in a world that functions best when you don’t. It’s challenging to feel as though you’re enough and you have enough in a capitalistic, patriarchal society that thrives on convincing you how much more you need...Read more
Every morning I sit in my favorite chair, surrounded by my plants, a cup of coffee in my hand, sage burning, my phone on airplane mode. I don’t check email or scroll through Instagram. I don’t put any pressure on myself to do anything—and instead give myself a few...Read more
The older I get, the more I physically resemble my mother. I look in the mirror, and I see her face. This is complicated for me, because, by my own volition, I don’t have a relationship with her. From my youth I remember her show-stopping charisma—her penchant for adventure—intermingled...Read more
Sometimes I just want everything to fuck right off. I don’t always *want* the drama, the stress, the WORK of having to process and manage every goddamn feeling and energetic exchange. Sometimes I want to numb and distract and cope, instead of explore what’s going on beneath the surface,...Read more
I canceled plans and rescheduled meetings, and it was FINE. No one freaked out. Nothing imploded. Everyone was chill about the fact that I was sick and desperately needed to rest. And yet, prior to canceling plans and rescheduling meetings, I agonized. Will they be upset? How will this...Read more
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