THE BLOG
This is Part Four of my Colorado Mountain Pilgrimage series — a journey into grief, choice, self-worth, judgment, forgiveness, and awakening the medicine within. Each section is its own chapter. If yo...
This is Part Four of my Colorado Mountain Pilgrimage series — a journey into grief, choice, self-worth, and awakening the medicine within. Each section is its own chapter. Start with Part One here, Pa...
This is Part Three of my Colorado Mountain Pilgrimage series — a journey into grief, self-discovery, and awakening the medicine within. Each section is its own chapter. If you’re new here, start with ...
This is Part Two of my Colorado Mountain Pilgrimage series — a journey into grief, self-discovery, and awakening the medicine within. Each section is its own chapter. Start with Part One here.
The Cl...
This is Part One of my Colorado Mountain Pilgrimage series — a journey into grief, self-discovery, and awakening the medicine within. Each section is its own chapter, a reflection of the lessons and m...
Postcards from the Road – Colorado Rockies Edition
📬 When’s the last time you got a real postcard?
Not a notification.
Not a comment.
But a slow, handwritten moment—when someone paused long enoug...
Pull up a chair, love. Pour yourself something warm—tea, cacao, coffee swirled with cinnamon—and sit here with me for a while. Olivia’s curled up nearby, damp from yesterday’s river swim, snoring like...
Psychedelic Science, Ibogaine, and the Sacred Stillness of Van Life
After a 17-mile hike through Colorado’s Indian Peaks Wilderness—with a pack of gummy worms in my pocket and the mountain whisperin...
Postcards from the Road, Part 1
Denver House Sit, Liquid Bloom, and a 17-Mile “What Was I Thinking” Hike
Do you ever feel like some weeks feel like lifetimes?
That’s exactly how this chapter felt—...
Whew. I’ve got stories this week, friends.
Let’s start with this gem: I followed the wrong pin on my map and drove three and a half hours in the wrong damn direction. 📍🤦🏼♀️
Blame it on too many tab...
I’m writing this from a warm patch of sunshine in the forested wilds of Lake Tahoe—7,400 feet up, where Olivia and I have been waking up to crisp alpine air, towering trees, and the steady roar of sn...
Before we dive in, I want to take a moment to honor... 💐
The mamas by birth, by spirit, by choice.
To those mothering others.
To those learning to mother themselves.
To the ancestors who couldn’t.
To th...
