Champagne popping. Bubbles flowing. There’s something about New Year’s Eve that suddenly makes us feel intentional. We choose the champagne. The outfit. The location. The people we’ll toast with. The menu that feels just right  for ushering in a new year. For one night, we care deeply about our choices. And then - January 2nd hits - and most of the year is lived on autopilot. This may sound off the wall, but hear me out. If you grew up in church, you know this truth to be universal: the wine...

Arranged marriages. They’re all arranged. Even if we arrange them ourselves. An arrangement to fit an image of what a wedding, a relationship, a life is supposed to look like. It’s not just weddings though. It’s our lives in general. How often do we arrange our own discomfort and misalignment? What are all the ways we allow ourselves to be plucked and shoved into a vase with other look-alike flowers? The random bouquet of wildflowers holds a different kind of beauty than the perfectly curated...

I haven’t written in a while. In the quiet season, a lot has happened. Business has grown. I’ve supported many clients toward better health and lifestyle transformation. And somewhere along the way, I turned back toward myself too, re-establishing a solid movement routine and reconnecting with my body after an absence of connection I didn’t realize had run as deep as it did. On the other side of that reconnection, I saw it clearly: a subtle depression had taken root. Not the dramatic kind,...