The end of August and moving into September feels like a rubber band released from its tension. For so long I’ve felt my life was paused, but I could feel the roots going deep. Change and growth happening, but it hadn’t yet reached the surface. Life felt slow. Not bad slow, just the ability to… Continue reading September: Yes, Me
This year, and perhaps the last several, have felt like a pause. July felt like that more acutely. Life slowed. Sometimes it even felt like nothing was happening. Or that maybe I'd stepped off the path while everyone else around me kept moving forward. Growth and change isn't always visible, though. I've continually been returning… Continue reading August: Roots Before Wings
What type of growth is happening when nothing appears to be changing? It doesn’t surprise me that my life feels slower and calmer now, and that that slow and calm has sometimes been confused with a state of not moving. They say calm after the chaos can feel boring. I think there is truth to… Continue reading What the Mud Grows
June was emergence. Quite literally for me, as I moved from teaching full-time into summer—a literal emergence from one season into another. Though it didn't unfold the way I imagined it would. Every year, when school ends, I spend the first week of summer doing much the same thing: sleeping, resting, recuperating. Letting my nervous… Continue reading July: The Queen’s Garden
How is it already June? May was a gift. A beautiful tending. A tending of relationships. Of my heart. Of the things beneath the surface that required care. There were beautiful gifts, and disappointments too. Ones that asked me to sit with the sting while still recognizing what is already present and worthy of gratitude.… Continue reading June: Feminine Power
Looking toward May, I can’t help but anticipate a tending. Coming from the space I’ve been occupying,the fallow, the seed planted,I find myself asking what this asks of me next. When I think of the seed, there isn’t a sudden bloom.No clear moment where everything shifts into color. Not yet. If April was the seed,quietly… Continue reading May: The Tending
April has been quieter and softer than I expected. Not in the same way as before, not like January's subtle adjustments, the pause that holds its breath. Not like February's cleansing and stillness that waits for something to begin. This is a different kind. It's the kind of quiet where something has already begun, something… Continue reading April: The Seed
This is part of a three-year exploration of the Siren archetype that involves moving from survival to stillness, and finally, to sovereignty. For the last seven years, the ground wouldn’t stop shaking. I thought I was being punished, but I was being uncoupled from the need for anyone else’s permission. In the chaos, I reached… Continue reading The Sovereign Siren
The last two months have felt like a slow, steady, quiet building. January was full of micro-tweaks and subtle adjustments. Small calibrations. A tightening of bolts I didn’t even know were loose. February felt like a cleansing of the heart. A soft wringing out. A release of the things I’ve carried, the barriers I’ve erected,… Continue reading March: Ignition
January was about Adjustment. The small tweaks and calibrations required to maintain balance. It was active movement rooted in awareness. Reflection paired with the willingness to make subtle, necessary changes. Not dramatic shifts, but honest ones. February feels different.Slightly heavier. Not in a bad way, but in a way that asks for depth. It feels like… Continue reading February: Harmony of the Heart
