Fae-Word

She whispered it’s in us—an earthly angel, fae-word, always connected to nature, her hum rhythm inside, twinkling, magnetic.

The Devotional Path

My whole heart feels alive in devotion, where love of the Divine keeps me present, connected, and whole.

Showing up fully is what fulfills me.

It's five-year-old you, still here now with wisdom.

My little girl’s smile— as she wakes from sleep.

I was given the rain, and I opened myself to receive it.

Learning my family’s needs and tending to their hearts, being all in, is everything to me.

I can pave the path and create—without anything much but presence, feeling, and intuition, heart-centeredness.

There is no longer space for rushing, powering through, chin up, or other dishonest ways—pretense and pretend, concave heart.

We run through long grass, wild hair—hooves clapping, dust rising. Heat of my hide, steaming. Speckled. Untamed. Stallion and mare…