If 2024 cracked us open, well, 2025 called our bluff.

It asked us not just say the things, but to live them.
To rest without guilt.
To feel without bypassing.
To let the dream die and still believe in magic.
To show up exactly as we were: messy, radiant, broken, reborn.

And honestly? If you were l...

So... I left you with integration in August, then had to do my own integration and take a pause. 

What I need to hear myself, and want you to remember: you’re not lost. You’re integrating.

If you’re feeling tender, tired, unclear, or like the fire you once had has gone out…
You’re not broken.
You’...

Okay. Real talk?

At a certain point, your self-help spiral becomes less about growth… and more about avoidance.

You start chasing the next big breakthrough, convinced this will be the thing that finally shifts everything.
And then you’re crying in your car with a journal full of insights, three ha...

Here’s something the wellness world doesn’t post on Instagram carousels:

You can’t journal your way out of disconnection.
You can’t meditate your way into belonging.
And you definitely can’t manifest your soulmate friends from a Himalayan salt lamp.

Look, I love a good self-help moment.
There’s so...

Let’s have a heart-to-heart about abundance.
Not the Pinterest version with eucalyptus bundles and a latte in a hand-crafted ceramic mug (though yes, please)… but the messy, soul-deep kind.

The kind of abundance that shows up when:

• You ask for help without guilt.

• You say “no” to one more o

  ...

I didn’t plan on having an identity crisis in a Dutch café.
But there I was, watching a woman drink her cappuccino in total silence, not scrolling, not texting, not performing peace for Instagram; just being.

And it hit me: I don’t know how to do that.

Not really.

I’m fluent in multitasking. I’m ...

There’s a reason you feel better after a heart-to-heart with someone who gets you.

There’s a reason certain rooms make your nervous system soften, your shoulders drop, and your truth rise to the surface.

That’s not just nice -- it’s necessary.

It’s biology.
It’s psychology.
It’s ancient.

Why Com...

Summer used to feel like freedom.

Now?
For a lot of women, it feels like a countdown clock to become “better.”

The emails roll in:
✨ Detox your body
✨ Tone your thighs
✨ Reset your metabolism
✨ Drink this neon sludge and poof—you’ll finally love yourself

But here’s the truth:
Glow-ups rooted in sh...

We’ve been taught to fear our anger.

Especially women.
Especially the sensitive ones.
Especially those of us who’ve been conditioned to believe that to be lovable is to be soft, small, and silent.

But rage—real, righteous, sacred rage—isn’t the problem.
It’s often the beginning of your power.

Wha...

We’ve all been there.

You commit to a new morning routine, stack your wellness habits like you're playing Jenga, and for a while, it feels good.

Until it doesn’t.

Eventually, the rituals start to feel like obligations. The motivation fades. And suddenly, the practices that were meant to help you...

Once upon a time, before alarms, Google calendars, and “rise and grind” Instagram reels, we lived by the sky.

We followed the moon.
We harvested with the seasons.
We honored the quiet and the cold—not as inconveniences, but as instructions.

And while we’ve evolved past foraging berries to survive (...

You know that feeling when you finally clean out the closet?

Suddenly, you’re lighter.
The air feels fresher.
You’re ready to start wearing real pants again.

But what about the clutter you can’t see?

The emotional buildup.
The mental cobwebs.
The things you’ve been carrying for so long, you forgo...