A Bubble to be Popped

A Bubble to be Popped Hey Queen,  I invite you to come back here when the growth becomes scary. When you are unsettled and tempted to retreat to old patterns and realities, remember that the space above is not just a foreign land, but it is home. It is calling you, it...

Laugh Your Way There

Laugh Your Way There It’s springtime in North Carolina and after two years of living here I’m just now hearing about how wicked the spring storms can be. I’ve never thought twice about destructive weather since leaving Florida where chaos and loss is rampant every...

Throw Your Phone Across the Room

Throw Your Phone Across the Room Hey Queen, There is a war happening all around us, a personal battle we’re all fighting whether or not we realize it. Our devices have stolen our attention, our peace of mind, our values and ultimately – our lives....

Sleeping With Your Face Off the Pillow

Sleeping With Your Face Off the Pillow Hey queen, My hope today is for you to recognize your inherent beauty – not the kind curated in the mirror, but the kind that is reflected from your unique collective of memories. It is the kind that we feel more than we...

Coming Home

Coming Home Hey queen,  I hope this read inspires you to let go of all the blocks standing between you and the hobbies you long for. It’s time to choose you again, it’s time to come home.    Writing is how I come home to myself. When I feel drained and weary from...