Tending the Garden Within

  • When the Ashes Come Home

    🌒🕯️ There are moments that don’t arrive with fireworks or fanfare.They arrive quietly.Almost casually.And yet everything inside you knows: this is exact. Yesterday, I was told I can prepare to receive my mother Gloria’s ashes. Almost a year later. 49… Continue reading

    When the Ashes Come Home

  • 🌒 When Wisdom Kneels

    Reading the Gospel of Thomas as an Initiation There are texts you study…and then there are texts that quietly begin studying you. The Gospel of Thomas feels like the latter for me. Not a gospel in the sense of doctrine… Continue reading

    🌒 When Wisdom Kneels

  • Sucking the Marrow from the Bone of the Moment đź¦´âś¨

    There are moments that ask to be managed—and moments that ask to be inhabited. This is not a post about productivity, optimization, or “making the most” of anything.This is about presence with teeth. Sucking the marrow from the bone of… Continue reading

    Sucking the Marrow from the Bone of the Moment đź¦´âś¨

  • 🌑 When Healing Changes the Field âś¨

    For a long time, I believed certain patterns in my life were simply fate. The same relational dynamics.The same sense of obligation.The same quiet pressure to manage, appease, and anticipate others — even when it cost me my own center.… Continue reading

  • 👩🏼‍🏫Proof Enough for Me

    🪞A Reflection on Meaning, Metaphysics, and the Human Middle I don’t dismiss the metaphysical. I don’t dismiss symbols, synchronicities, or moments that feel quietly charged with something more. They have woven themselves too intimately into my lived experience for me… Continue reading

    👩🏼‍🏫Proof Enough for Me

  • A Simple Check-In

    Not everything needs to be a lesson.Not every moment needs to be alchemized into meaning. Today feels like a pause—not the kind that’s empty, but the kind that breathes. I’m noticing where I’m tired without being broken.Where I’m tender without… Continue reading

    A Simple Check-In

  • 🌑 Mythic Mondays: Hekate at the Crossroads — When Choice Becomes Consecration

    There are moments when life does not ask us what we want.It simply places us at a crossroads and waits to see whether we will recognize it as sacred. Tonight, the myth that steps forward is Hekate—not as spectacle, not… Continue reading

    🌑 Mythic Mondays: Hekate at the Crossroads — When Choice Becomes Consecration

  • From Covenant to Consciousness

    On the Evolution of the Divine Image ✨📜🕯️ There comes a moment on any sincere spiritual path when the old questions no longer suffice. Not “What does this text say?”But “What kind of consciousness does this text arise from?”And perhaps… Continue reading

    From Covenant to Consciousness

  • 🎆 New Year’s Eve: Between the Last Spark and the First Breath

    There is something tender about New Year’s Eve.Not loud—despite the fireworks.Not frantic—despite the countdowns. It’s a liminal night. A pause between exhale and inhale.The year behind us still humming in our bones, the year ahead not yet asking anything of… Continue reading

    🎆 New Year’s Eve: Between the Last Spark and the First Breath

  • ✨🕯️Sacred Counterparts: Marguerite Porete & Jakob Böhme đź”ĄđźŚ‘

    There are mystics who speak about God.And then there are mystics who speak from inside the rupture where language fails. Marguerite Porete and Jakob Böhme never met, never read one another, and never belonged to the same spiritual moment —… Continue reading

    ✨🕯️Sacred Counterparts: Marguerite Porete & Jakob Böhme đź”ĄđźŚ‘