May this space feel like a poetic pause, like a shelter of kindness, like a deep, nourishing breath in the midst of the noise—a space where, together, we can plant & grow the truest things.
A quiet space in a noisy world for awe, grief, healing, and the tender work of becoming. I write with honesty, whimsy, and gentle courage about the messy beauty of being human. Come as you are. Stay as long as you need.
