What if our dreams are part of our life’s design, something assigned to each of us when we entered this wild place?

I’ve listened to my fear my whole life. I’ve assumed it's great wisdom to save me from harm. But what if I’ve had it backwards?

You are doing a great job. Life can be hard and painful and it’s okay if you have big questions and big feelings. You've got this.

At the center of this win/lose dichotomy is a simple question: should we let someone else down or let ourselves down?

The act of granting ourselves permission to blaze our own way is an act of liberation. This is how we build self-trust.

What if worthiness and positive expectation to become our default thinking?

Self-love is a practice of meeting ourselves where we are. Even when we are somewhere we don’t want to be. Even in our messy, human imperfec

I get that life comes with zits. I just want some really good concealer. I want to show the curated version of my messiness and confusion.

Our authentic selves are kind, reasonable, nurturing, supportive and loving. They don’t kick us when we’re down.

Learning to be our true self is like learning to walk. Don’t put yourself near people who might inadvertently push you over.

It’s not science versus spirituality. Science is hard at work attempting to understand things that are, at the root, are spiritual.

We search for the thing that will make us feel alive and fulfilled, not realizing we are the treasure we seek. We are the gem.

Me and crocheting - we have a thing. And it's unequivocally not a good thing.

Trauma is non-linear, smudged, foggy, weighted with shame. It lives on in you, playing itself on a loop, alive long after the event.

I’ve come to learn that true completion is rare; the richest part of life is comprised of long-term endeavors.

People aren’t forever. Childhood isn’t forever. Firm skin isn’t forever. Life isn’t forever.