A Journey Back Home

Embracing the Consistency of Change & The Abundance of Discovery Within It

I AM NOT

my thoughts, emotions, or physical sensations

a vehicle for others’ expectations

my past or future actions

roles that I’ve played

there or

THEN

I AM

a channel of creative flow & a soul having a human experience

constantly vibrating energy

a source of light & love

soul’s longings

here and

NOW

  • CURIOSITY

    “Why are we on the planet?”, she asked at 10 years old.

    Small Stories, Expansive Beings

    more on curiosity…

  • NOTICING PATTERNS

    “The world seems full of people who are addicted to lying to themselves and others, including me.” she observed.

    “Why is there so much pain? Why are we choosing to harm ourselves and others?”, she pondered.

    She felt the vibration of emotion and without understanding it, it nearly killed her.

    more on noticing patterns…

  • WANDERING

    So, she sought, experimented, researched patterns in humanity and nature, studied, traveled in the body and out of it, expanded her consciousness in every which way she could find, and finally surrendered to the vibrational relationship as source itself.

    She continues to learn how to gracefully be consciousness having a human experience. Learning how to live as loving, intentional, grounded, heartfelt truth is her practice, her song, and her offering to the world.

    more on wandering and wondering….

  • STUDIES, SEEKING, & SERVICE

    The lens we use to perceive the world, what we choose to capture as our past, what we choose to learn, and our teachers & guides influence how we will create our unique reality and co-create the reality we share with humanity, the earth, and this universe.

    The soul’s school is the planet earth. Each moment, each interaction a masterclass in learning how to meet life in all it’s color with curiosity, love, patience, and grace.

    professional history

It’s impossible,” said pride.

It’s risky,” said experience.

It’s pointless,” said reason.

Give it a try,” whispered the heart.

-anonymous