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There are pieces of art you don’t outgrow… you carry them. The songs that still hit something in your chest. The movies you could watch a hundred times. The books that quietly shaped who you became. I started thinking about mine—and realized they built more of me than I ever noticed. If you’ve ever felt nostalgia you couldn’t quite explain… this one might stay with you. Read it here.
Somedays facing yourself is the hardest part of moving forward. Self- acceptance is a journey, with no arrival date.
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The Museum and the Map
Continuing the Journey Toward Signature My closet has never been empty of beauty. If anything, it has become a carefully curated museum of style. Each piece held something — a season, a trip, a version of me that once felt urgent and alive. There were thrifted treasures, experimental silhouettes, romantic fabrics, structured attempts at authority, playful nods to identities I was trying…
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SEL Isn’t a Program—It’s a Practice
This March, I’ve been given a second chance to highlight something deeply important to me that I nearly missed at the start of February—school counseling and social-emotional learning. The sixth annual International SEL Day takes place on March 2, kicking off SEL Week through March 8. It’s a time dedicated to uplifting skills like empathy, collaboration, emotional regulation, and healthy…
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The Elegance of Being Known
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Blink.
A Digital Reset (Without Losing Myself) I’ve been thinking a lot about what it really means to reset my digital life—especially in a season where my body already feels tender. For me, a digital reset can’t look like a dramatic detox or a strict set of rules. I don’t have the luxury of fully stepping away from screens. My work depends on them. My writing and blog live there too. Technology is…
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Tokens of Light and Joy
Pest control came today.That felt like a beginning—but not the beginning. What I’m craving this February isn’t simply a cleaner home. It’s a home that asks less of me. A home that makes space for healing, for gentler rhythms, for the deeper intentions I’ve been circling lately—receiving, steadiness, peace with money, a return to writing, a softening of urgency. Because February is starting…
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The Price of Provision
A January Reset Reflection on Permission, Weakness, and Trust January is often framed as a month of goals, budgets, resolutions, and fresh starts. This year, my January reset is coming toward the end of the month, into February and its has been quieter and more honest. As I sit with the patterns I’m intentionally closing from the previous month, one truth keeps resurfacing, especially as I…
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Reduced Capacity
I was looking forward to welcoming this month with intention and energy, but it began instead with nausea, vomiting, migraines, vertigo that woke me from sleep, and a UTI layered on top of it all. The kind of symptoms that don’t politely wait their turn. The kind that make even small, familiar tasks—typing, standing, concentrating—feel suddenly out of reach. And still, I came to work.Still, life…
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My Calendar, Noticing What Is
So, I sat down with my calendar and looked ahead at February. Before I even returned to the questions I set during my brain dump, a few things became immediately clear. What I see so far is a calendar almost entirely shaped around my children and my work—especially my youngest son. There are sports practices and tutoring sessions, clubs and groups I’m leading, meetings that require my presence,…
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The Brain Dump
I expected my brain dump to pour out easily — a rush of clarity, full sentences, tidy realizations. Instead, it came in spurts. Single words hovered before thoughts could form. I’d start one pile, leave it unfinished, then circle back later as if beginning again. It felt strained — not because I didn’t have anything to say, but because I’d been holding so much, so tightly, for so long. What…
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A Full Month, Even Still
So the month reset has begun—just before I step from January into February—this time to close a chapter and open a new one. Looking back at each of the steps I mentioned in my last post, I see why there was a need to focus on them individually instead of rushing through or skipping over any of them. As this month ends, I have to actually look at it. I have to accept it for what it was. So…
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A February Beginning
January has come and gone in the blink of an eye.And although it was filled with restarts, it didn’t truly feel like a new beginning. In my last post, I shared how I never quite made it to my usual January rituals—no vision board, no clearly mapped goals, no long journal pages filled with hopeful intention. Life was full. And while part of me accepted that with grace, another part of me quietly…
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A Toe-Dip Back to Myself
I took exactly one month off from this little adventure of mine, this blog. It was a deliberate pause—a choice to enjoy family, friendships, travel, and the quiet work of getting everyone back into a rhythm after the holidays. I missed the outlet, yet, here I am, still not quite back. Usually by now, I have something to show for a new year: goals or resolutions, a vision board taped together…
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The Tender Art of Receiving
Rethinking My Weaknesses December always brings with it a certain softness—a quieting of pace, a glow in windows, an invitation to look inward as the year exhales. It feels like the right moment to begin something new, something honest. And so today, I’m beginning a series I’ve been needing to write for a long time:Rethinking My Weaknesses. Why I’m Beginning This Series Over the past year,…
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Mary and Martha: Balancing the Busy and the Still
Why the Holidays Make It Hard, and Why It Matters Anyway Every December, I feel the familiar pull—the rhythm of lists, events, expectations, and the quiet ache inside me whispering, “Don’t miss the meaning.” This is the season when we speak so much about peace, hope, and joy, yet live inside rush, pressure, and perfectionism. And in these weeks, my heart becomes a battleground between the part…
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Om Namah Shivaya: A Prayer Poem