Do you struggle with feeling beautiful? Do you call yourself beautiful? What does it mean to be lovely because you do not doubt you are LOVED?
Children can be some of the best teachers. My littlest dancer teaches me how to dance with confidence of one who does not doubt she is loved or beautiful.
Read MoreWhen I am not writing in this space, I am caring for the sick in Malawi. I wanted to share some of my daily experiences here. Every soul I care for, impacts me in some way. It is a priviledge to care for each and every one.
Read MoreWhat scars do you hide? What, to an outsider, looks like an insignificant mark but actually bears evidence of trauma, a hardship, a loss that your body has borne?
Let’s reframe our scars together. There are days to grieve them, but there are days to honour them and all the ways they have served our story.
Read MoreEver feel hidden, buried, dead? Down in the depths of you, there is life being called forth.
This poem explores the struggle of new growth bursting out of dark spaces.
Read MoreSuffering is a human leveller. We may look different and suffer differently but we all suffer.
Within the walls of a hospital, we each check our status at the door. It is sacred space entering into suffering with others.
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