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Sun That Shines on You
In the midst of silence and trees I have found myself connecting to the magnificence of Spirit. In the throes of confusion, I can handle being the cloud that gives protection and shade. In this life I consider the babies and the bees to be my friends. With me being the tulip that opens up…
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5 Essential Questions for Selecting Your Mentor, Coach, or Nutritionist
Not every “coach” is your coach. Not every “mentor” can hold your mission. In a world where anyone can call themselves a guide, it’s sacred work to choose wisely—and protect your nervous system, your creativity, and your calling. As a trauma-informed coach, business owner, and someone who’s been both the student and the teacher, I’ve…
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My Top 3 Tips for Reducing Hyperpigmentation *Naturally*
Hyperpigmentation is one of the most common skin concerns, often caused by factors like sun exposure, acne scars, or hormonal changes. As a woman who loves skin care, I feel that I’ve cracked the code to hyperpigmentation quite well actually. While it can be stubborn to treat, incorporating the right products and habits into your…
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No One Owns the Forest
The forest is a healing oasis that once upon a time was a place of solace for indigenous and Black people. The forest does not belong to one specific group because they want to keep its beauties for itself – the same can be said for the oceans, rivers, and springs. In Oregon, there is…
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Dance Anyway
When I look at birds flying, I notice how in flow they are. Syncing to their own rhythms and muses. How plants bend towards the sun when they need nourishment. Bees pollinating buds of flowers and buzzing along. The flow in the midst of the chaos. How they dance in their own way throughout the…
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Writing to Live. Writing to Breathe. Writing to Remember.
My writings and poetry used to be dark and heavy. I grieved through the pages and the ink of my pen. I was writing to stay alive. I was writing to feel something. And when I couldn’t explain my sorrows to those around me, I knew that the pen would always understand. My poetry became…