Category: Illuminations
This Took Me Ten Years to Write
I’m still a bit in wonder that this day is actually here. My first book Mirrors in the Earth is officially available for pre-order! By the time this book arrives on June 28th it will have been ten years since I started it. I still remember that first day vividly. I had taken my tiny laptop to…
Tree Rituals for a Rich Life
I was walking the perimeter of an ancient stone circle when I saw it— a dark grove of trees festooned with color. The grass ahead was flattened into a silver ribbon, a footpath made by pilgrims as they circumnavigated the ancient landscape. Curious, I followed the path straight into the grove. The air was…
Plants Help you Come Home
It had been hours and my newborn daughter was still crying. Her wails had started to fray the edges of my mind, and a part of me was collapsing inwards. Around midnight I tried one last thing. I grabbed handfuls of rose petals, chamomile and lavender to steep while the bath ran. When…
What your Favorite Flower Says About You
I hadn’t stepped foot outside in weeks. Freshly post-partum, I’d been nestled in bed since my daughter’s birth. Since that time we’d already seen several snows, and at least one night when our pipes froze solid, but today the sun was shining. Today, the first daffodils were blooming, and every fiber of my body was yearning…
How to (finally) Write your Book
For a long stretch, the urge to write felt like waking up every morning to a cat curled on my chest—warm, insistent, weighty, undeterred. Yet every time I sat down, I found myself at a loss of how to actually write a book. It took me nearly ten years to figure it out— but in the process I…
When your Identity Shifts
It reminded me of just how natural it is to let your identity shift. When it’s time, it’s time. The past few years here on Earth have felt like a training ground in letting the contours of who you were get a bit soft at the edges, blurred like the bower of a tree…
A Reading for 2022
A great plain stretches as far as your eye can see. It is vast, rippling like the coat of a golden-colored horse, and full of open possibility. Fly up and you can peer far into the distance— farther than you’ve ever seen. Float down, and you will see more intricacy. Nestled in the grass, delicate…
When Mystery Comes to Visit
Lately the only thing that feels knowable is the unknown. In the last year and a half all of us have ridden these waves intimately. Up and down, deep and within, and far out to sea. Just when you think the swells might end, it seems the great ocean of the unknown dishes us…