I went dark with my website and business expensive hobby on July 2, 2026, because continuing down the path I was on ceased being an option, but I didn’t yet have an inkling of what was preparing to be birthed. I’m writing this on August 4, 2026, and a lot has shifted in my internal world over these past 33 days.

Prior to The Spending Experiment, I would rarely think twice about how much I was spending as long as I deemed my purchases to be values-aligned. While I’d wince when presented the total at checkout, I’d rationalize that my values-aligned standards necessitated high price tags. And I was willing to pay these prices…

The idea for The Spending Experiment came from my therapist after hearing me complain for the umpteenth time that while I’d much rather stock organic red chard (have you ever seen anything more beautiful?!) at the food co-op than perform variance analyses at the nonprofit, I can’t because I have a ton of debt and virtually no savings…

I’ve been working with Shelby since January 2025, and she’s freaking rad. May everyone have a Shelby to hold space for them and to help them process shit.

As an anti-capitalist and former activist who went by “Justice” back in the day (to evade identification by law enforcement), I know that my views aren’t always relatable or even palatable…

I’d been navigating liminal spaces of varying degrees for a long ass time in relation to my business (very) expensive hobby. Finally, in mid-spring of 2026, I could no longer deny that the path I’d been heading down for years was no longer working (and never really did), and I found myself questioning whether I even wanted to be online and in business at all.

Life feels like a high-stakes ping-pong game right now. I recently shared that I was in a deliciously liminal space (can you say oxymoron?!). Well, that deliciousness was short-lived. I felt a panic attack arising in my chest during a work meeting on Wednesday, only an hour after I'd gotten off an emergency call with my therapist. The trigger: a combination of my employer's new mandate to fully embrace AI in ways that I can't avoid…

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.

What does it look like to disengage from capitalism? If you were a client, I’d help you figure that out, given your unique circumstances and privileges. But since this is a blog post and since there is no one-size-fits-all approach, I’ll answer it from my own perspective, as it applies to me. Which is to say, from the perspective of a fairly privileged, highly-educated, able-bodied white woman.

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.

Sometimes I channel my inner guide, who I call La Que Sabe in a nod to Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés’ book Women Who Run With The Wolves. This convo is about purpose and what my work actually is.

Sometimes I channel my inner guide, who I call La Que Sabe in a nod to Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés’ book Women Who Run With The Wolves. This convo is about changes to my website and path.

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.

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