I'm opening space for something new, and I don't know what that's gonna look like.

I carry the message in my bones that I must show up unless I can prove that something terrible happened and not showing up is unavoidable.

What is support, and how do I know if I actually need it?

What a shame to miss the brief moments to celebrate in this life!

I find people to be endlessly fascinating. But, what about me?

This is the final full post to complete one year of writing a blog. Now what?

I exited the stage and started changing my clothes, not a care in the world. And then, I heard the sound of a telephone ringing.

I wish I could hand my dreams over to someone else and have them lead me home.

There are days I wish there was an “eject button” for life.

Goals. Strategies. Vision boards. Life coaches. That deep yearning that drives you forward. No, thank you.

When I feel loved, my heart is the safest place in the world. When I feel wronged, hurt, or threatened, it can be scary.

I long to be a perfect, finished product.

Do I stretch or settle? How do I know?

When faced with extreme emotions, I want to be alone.

Here’s an all-access pass to a peek behind my curtain.

Every day is new and so am I.

It can feel risky to put myself out there. It’s helpful when someone else goes first.

Follow the scent of whimsy, and enjoy the journey of creating.

A peek behind the curtain of overcoming my hang-ups to launch this blog.