Questionable Pep-talks, Prayers, and Pauses from a middle-aged Spiritual Shit Disturber.
As a young girl, I consistently had these words written on my report card: talks A LOT. I am a wife, mama to five amazing daughters, and Community Builder. When I am not teaching or writing, you can find me singing off key at red lights.
Grace for fuck-ups. Prayer for the impious. A space for spiritual misfits.
One poet's quest to uncover what shifts when we shift our attention
Welcome all seekers and travelers! Welcome to my little campfire. Grab a chair and make a S'more. I know it can be so cold out there in the wild. You are safe here. Can I share a story with you? It's all about how fear is no match for love.