February 7, 2017

Call me crazy, but it’s beautiful; the smooth glass; the little flame, and the elegant swooping motion that lands a warm cup gently on your skin.

January 7, 2017

I sit, and again, I choose Joy. 

What does this mean? How can I choose joy when there are so many things going on? I see problems, challenges and emotional waves with spectacular peaks and deep troughs. 

It's not a disregard for the painful. Rather a full acknowledgement, embodiment, and yes...absolute love for myself in my capacity for emotional drama. 

Somehow, in this love for myself, I see myself less as "matilda the (insert chosen identity)" and more as an expression of the universe,...

Please reload