There comes a moment in the interior journey when effort gives way to trust. It is not a dramatic moment. There is no announcement. It arrives quietly and often after we have grown tired of trying to lead ourselves. This is where I find myself now, somewhere between knowing what to do and learning how to be led. In Exodus, the people are not given a map. They are given a presence. A pillar of cloud by day. A pillar of fire by night and a pillar of light inside the soul. They

“Creativity is not just about making art or solving problems. It is a way of being…”

I have found that mindful journaling practices can be a tender bridge to that inner sanctuary. Through the delicate dance of words…”

Here she stands ~ quietly unadorned, unhidden. Every line of her body tells a story of loss, surrender….

Out here, in the quiet stretch between paddocks and sky, stories rise from unexpected places. A water tank becomes a canvas for memory, ...

“My studio floor is a wild tangle of brushes, paint tubes, scraps of paper, and broken pastels. To anyone else, it might look like disorder”

The Power of Stillness Standing on the ground this morning, I was met with these thoughts: Stillness is not an empty room, but a...

In a world obsessed with perfection, showing up imperfectly but faithfully and mindfully has been a powerful shift. Over the last 100...

This weekend, I have a question for you: How do you refill your cup? For me, it begins simply. I light my sage and let its smoke drift...