Transforming women’s sacred stories. Inviting yours.

This is what I want for you:

To experience yourself as whole, wise, and awe-inspiring. Because you are.

To trust the knowing voice within that says, “You already know what to do.” Because you do.

To experience your story as one worth telling. Because it is.

To walk through your days profoundly aware that you are not alone. Because you are not, ever.

This I promise.

My writing. My heart. Your inbox.

Recent Posts:

Sometimes painful and always perfectly fine. (My thoughts on Emma’s Graduation and then some.)

Emma Joy graduates from high school today. For the past few weeks, nearly everything she’s done or said has provoked a flood of memories: holding her for the very first time, unable to take my eyes off of her as she slept, weeping at her miraculous presence in my arms, at my breast, in my life. I remember her first laugh (and how I repeated my same actions over and over again, just to hear...
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A freewrite on faith.

There have been times in which my own writing has taken me to places of surprise, insight, and even tears. Some alchemy occurs, my brain works for instead of against, me, and I have the unexpected ability to express something that changes and transforms me. When that happens, it is the Sacred – with a capital S. But it happens so rarely! Which causes my faith to wane. In myself, my...
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Channeling Etta James. Experiencing God.

It’s just before 7:00 on Friday night. I sit in the high school auditorium, about the fifth row from the front, and smack in the center. I am not all that thrilled to be here – the annual student talent show. Based on my attendance for three years prior, the word “talent” feels a bit of a stretch. But I will, as I have before, wince my way through the next couple of hours. Still, I’ll give them...
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