“I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, “Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.””

— Ernest Hemingway


Diving Deep into Cloud’s Mind and Spirit

AI, Fear & Spiritual Discernment: What Are You Giving Your Attention To?

AI, social media, television, food, exhaustion and even the stories we tell ourselves can influence what we allow into our lives. As I move through another season of spiritual awakening, I am learning that discernment is not about fearing everything around me. It is about noticing, listening inwardly, and choosing…

Choosing to Live: The Spiritual Power of Being Present

What happens when we stop searching for the next profound experience and become present enough to recognize the profound experience already taking place? In a world built around distraction, choosing to truly live can be an act of attention, presence, and quiet rebellion. Sometimes the extraordinary is waiting inside an…

My Vice Versa Tarot Deck Interview: What This Tarot Deck Wants to Teach Me

I recently began working with the Vice Versa Tarot, a unique deck that shows both sides of every tarot card. After interviewing the deck, I received a beautiful series of messages about wholeness, abundance, structure, intuition, sovereignty and looking beyond what I believe I already know about tarot and its…

The Liminal Space: Dragons, Spiritual Awakening, and Becoming Who I Am

A dragon appeared at a threshold in my life I had been struggling to name. Through clairaudient writing, tarot, and unexpected synchronicities, I received a startling answer: I am not meant to leave the liminal space. I am meant to become its gatekeeper, carrying the flame between worlds.

Between Mother and Crone: Navigating the Autumn Season of Womanhood

I am still a mother, but something inside the archetype of Mother has ended. I am grieving the woman who created life within her womb while learning who I am when I no longer carry that possibility. Somewhere between Mother and Crone, I am discovering that Autumn itself may be…

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