From my salty, sensitive soul—straight to your inbox. Musings for the Moon is a free weekly newsletter to help you unfuck your life, and unleash your magic—one moon phase at a time.
You’re allowed to feel your own damn joy. It might feel foreign. Or selfish. Or scarce. Or indulgent. Or uncomfortable—at first. Maybe you’re unaccustomed to joy because you’ve been steeped in shadows. Maybe you’ve seen too much pain. Maybe joy reaches out for you and you stand firm with...Read more
Five years ago, if you’d told me I’d be reading tarot for a living, I would’ve laughed right in your face. A lot can change in five years, five weeks, five minutes. Five years ago, for example, I didn’t know I was marrying a sociopathic, abusive narcissist who would...Read more
Sometimes I need to be reminded of who I am. There are periods—days, weeks even—when I feel off kilter, untethered, floating above myself, wandering in the void. Lately I’ve been tired—soul tired, bone tired. I’ve felt the discomfort of being IN BETWEEN. In between projects. In between living spaces....Read more
I googled, “how to start a blog.” It was 2008 and I was itching for a creative outlet. After years of building a successful personal training business, I realized that although I loved my work, I had neglected my creativity for far too long. I’ve been writing since I...Read more
I bled right through my favorite pants. You know the ones—gold, high waisted, flowy, lookin’ like the sun materialized into a garment so comfortable, so capable that you never want to take them off—the ones I wear pretty much every damn day, which means you’ve likely seen them on...Read more
What I know about confident people is this: They show up in their fullness, no matter what anyone thinks. It’s not that they don’t care what other people think, rather that they are so secure in themselves, their magic, and the way they show up in the world, that...Read more
In our home, we have a motto: Everything is meaningful and nothing matters at all. An ocean breeze. Salty air and the crash of waves. The way jasmine both gently and unapologetically occupies its air space. New pens and a fresh sketchbook. A cold glass of something fermented. When your...Read more
“Pretty okay.” From 2015-2017 I traversed what I hope will be the heaviest shadow phase I will encounter—an amalgamation of my ex husband’s multiple affairs, my debilitating back injury, and everything that accompanied those traumas. It was a challenging time. A transformative time. A time when asked, “how are...Read more
The universal connection to all things—earth and cosmos, human and spirit, the deeper sense of knowing that resides within us all—it’s always available to us. We are the co-collaborators of our experience of this earthly realm, hand in hand with the universe who sometimes trolls the shit out of...Read more
In my bones I know this body will live but once. This thought, with great potential to produce worry and angst, crosses my mind at least once a day. But contrary to its seeming morbidity, it propels me to be easy. Be present. Be fully engaged and speak my...Read more
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