Tag: writing
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The Magic of Trusting Myself Again
Good morning beautiful 💋 Happy June. A new month brings a new opportunity to give yourself grace, to set intentions, and to create experiences that will continue producing for you throughout the rest of the year. As I sat quietly this morning thinking about what I wanted June to represent, I realized this month is…
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The Smallest Joys Brought Me Back to Myself
Good Evening Beautiful, Tonight is the last love letter of April, and what a month it has been. This month has held surgeries, pain, medications, tears, healing, uncertainty, deep gratitude, and more lessons than I could have imagined. It has been a month of slowing down in ways I did not plan, being cared for…
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The Thing I Asked For Finally Arrived and I Am Still Learning to Receive It
Good evening, beautiful, Tonight feels different. It is Friday, one of my favorite days to write to you, and also one of the most emotional Fridays I have had in a very long time. It is currently evening, and for the first time I am writing one of these love letters after the day has…
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Soft Does Not Mean Silent
Hello Beautiful, This week I learned something that I did not fully understand before. Building a soft life does not mean life stops asking you to do hard things. It does not mean pain disappears. It does not mean you never have to raise your voice. Sometimes building a soft life means standing firmly in…
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This Was Not the Friday I Planned and I Am Learning to Be Okay With That
Hello Beautiful, Over the last two weeks I have cried more tears than I have in the last two years, and if I am honest, I am not always sure what all of those tears were for. Sometimes they came while I was talking. Sometimes they came in silence. Sometimes they came on the drive…
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The Contracts Are Pending and the Twinkle Lights Are Still On
Good morning beautiful, There are contracts sitting in inboxes right now that have not cleared. There are conversations that sounded promising that have not turned into signed agreements yet. I am building. I am hoping. I am waiting. And the white twinkle lights in my house are still on. It is March. The season is…
Slower, Wealthier, Happier 