the mundane

  • 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

  • We Survived the Year. That Counts as a Miracle.

    🕯️ Sacred Snark Sunday: End of the Year Edition If you are reading this, congratulations.You made it. Not thriving, not ascending, not manifesting your highest timeline with perfect posture — just here. Breathing. Still listening. Still feeling. Still questioning. And… Continue reading

    We Survived the Year. That Counts as a Miracle.

  • Daily Mysticism: A Kitchen Perspective

    There’s a magnet on our fridge that makes me smile every time I pass by it. A group of crows gathered beneath a disco ball. The words read:“Murder on the Dance Floor.” It’s cheeky and dark and sacred in all… Continue reading

    Daily Mysticism: A Kitchen Perspective