A quiet home for the truths I carry—the ache, the beauty, the sacred ordinary.

A meditation on forgetting and remembering, wandering and homecoming, the quiet grace of being human and finding beauty again in what has always been before our eyes.

I can’t help but wonder, Have you felt it too? As you gaze out the window on a starlit night?While vacuuming the living room floor,Spending…

Have you ever felt like you’re living two lives at once? The one the world sees, measured in responsibilities and expectations, and the one that…

Bare with meI want to tell you something About the quietThere are secret treasures buried there,Gifts just waiting to be unwrapped.They can be found within…

A Few Things I Haven’t Told You I am a quiet heart with layers of worlds hidden within. I tiptoe on the edges of communities…