Keep digging. There's treasure underneath.

I’m still working on honoring my full humanity. Yet I’m a very long way from where I started.

It's allowing painful truths to co-exist with the magic and beauty of being alive, neither truth negating or erasing the other.

I'm noticing how often I find clarity after I take a pause.

When we allow ourselves to freely grieve what we’ve lost, whether in our own lives, in our histories, or on this planet, we’re able to more fully inhabit the preciousness of life.

I can be a little different depending on where I am, but I'm always me.

Every day I get to be here on this Earth, I’m paying attention.

We can choose to wander guided by our hearts rather than by fear of the future and the unknown.

Children are meant to be seen AND heard.

I've observed how powerful the role of human connection, to each other and to our environment, truly is in what we choose to protect and how hard we try to do so.

I won’t sing this song of grief and hope just to turn my back on the way the world could be.

Inside of my frozen parts, there was always deep sadness and grief waiting to be felt when the thaw came.

Knowing my fear's origin helps me reclaim my power.

My bravest choices begin with being honest with myself about where I am.

We can all benefit from connecting to the wisdom of our bodies. Introducing today's reflection questions ...

Paintings can be starting points to explore yourself and what matters most to you. Introducing today's reflection questions ...

As long as we've alive, nothing is ever over and infinite possibilities remain.

A new poem about embracing the freedom to happen into whatever mess ignites the curiosity of my soul.

I want to do what I can to make this world less lonely and the way I know how to do that is through being honest with my art.

Rights are rights, regardless of whether a government recognizes them as such.