I've been sitting with things for a while now, and I've discovered that what my soul really yearns for is community. Deep community. While talking circles are powerful, they're just one of many threads woven into the tapestry of deep community. And the truth is that circles are no longer enough for me. I want more.

Work stress nearly sent me to the ER, and the crazy thing is that I didn't even realize how stressed I'd become. I love the nonprofit organization I work for, I love how they really do a great job taking care of their employees (considering that they have to navigate capitalism like every other employer), and I have a good relationship with my manager. And yet…

I've had a recurring stress dream over the past few nights, so I unpacked it this morning (Sunday) as I wrote out my Morning Pages. This short post is, perhaps, my way of encouraging you to take difficult things to unpack to a Morning Pages practice.

I'm tired of being busy. I'm tired of sharing just how busy I am with the world. And I'm tired of prioritizing things that don't really matter instead of things that do. Most of my busyness is self-imposed; I'm my own busy boss. My busyness primarily comes in the form I'll call shuffling.

Something I struggle with ALL THE FREAKING TIME is that I'll throw myself into a new project—with wild abandon, no less! — and then completely reverse course (or even drop it altogether) a short while later. I have been reflecting on it all and recognized a pattern that underlies many of my abandoned projects.

AI — specifically, generative AI — has been taking up a lot of mental real estate for me lately. The more I've learned about it, the more I've come to detest its existence. This post offers my position on generative AI, reflections for you if you are currently using it, and links to my own AI Policy.

I was talking to my crazy awesome therapist the other day about how I’d decided to stop leaning so heavily on their teachings in my own work. This led to an exploration on how I’d share my teachers' credentials, as if doing so added legitimacy to my work through my proximity to those more accomplished than me. Then, my therapist shared an observation…

Several days ago, I learned about a years-old incident involving two of my teachers that felt like a gut-punch. The alleged incident violated both of my criteria, and I spent close to a week struggling to reconcile it and decide how (or if) I want to respond. This post is about how I navigated things.

I’m in a women’s writing circle — In Her Words, facilitated by Lael Couper Jepson — and I felt pulled to share what I wrote this week. In this intimate telephone circle(!!), we share our written words in response to a prompt. This circling practice is both simple and powerful, and I’m sharing my words with you today because they provide context for the shifts in my work.

I've recently transitioned out of a liminal space, which began around the time I became a certified Wayfinder Master Coach, and though this was a huge accomplishment — the collective culmination of seven months of master coach training plus the year and half spent in training and mentorship to become a life coach — I was loving the journey and didn't want it to end.

“How you love yourself is how you teach others to love you.” -Rupi Kaur

After a lengthy hiatus, I've decided to facilitate another sacred sister virtual circle. And the theme that's been tugging at my heartstrings is self-love.