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You’re Allowed to Change
I’m not the same person I was last year. You probably aren’t the same person you were last year either. As humans, we’re always evolving, changing, growing deeper into who we truly are. It’s one of the most magnificent things about being alive. But when it came to my business, this used to make me nervous. All the business advice…
How to Create a Business as an Empath
It took me a while to realize who I’m here to serve on this planet. But once I did, it seemed so obvious… I’m here to help sensitives and empaths. Which makes sense because I’m a sensitive and an empath (so I know first hand the gifts and challenges this brings). Ever since I was young, I…
Create a Business that Nourishes your Nervous System
I had a truly lovely holiday this year. A long pause that was filled with just-baked cookies, beeswax candlelight and time delighting in the magic of the season with my daughter. And yet, for as wonderful as my time away was—I was deeply looking forward to coming back to work. Why? Because I’ve created a business that actually nourishes my nervous…
A Reading for 2024
I woke up on New Year’s Day to a sense of lightness. Did you feel it too? After being up for hours in the night with my daughter, I figured I’d be ornery and tired come morning. (I normally am after nights like this.) But instead, I felt a levity I haven’t felt in a while. A…
The Center of your Magic
The days leading up to the solstice are a kind of peak— a peak of darkness, a peak in the calendar year, and a peak of activity. And yet, as a sensitive and an empath, I’ve always loved this time of the year for its interiority—the call to sit at the heart of the mountain…
Kindling a Fire on Cold Nights
I sat in front of the cold woodstove. We hadn’t had a fire since last season, so it took me a minute to remember the rhythm. I kindled the small flame with dried orange scraps and then I fed it—bit by bit. I built the fire thoughtfully, working my way through the wood until I…
Humans are Water Moving Downhill
I was sitting by the creek the other day watching the last of the oak leaves fall, brown and sturdy, into the water. As I sat, I contemplated all the hardship in the world—the pain, the grief, the disconnection. And I found myself asking, as I often do, why? Why in a world of so much…
Your Connection to the Otherworld
It always surprises me. I’m not sure why, I should know by now that it’s coming. As soon as the temperature tips, the dreams start again. Nearly every night my loved ones who’ve passed appear—vividly, repeatedly, and always with some sort of task. The task is different every year. Sometimes it’s a ritual to bring healing…
