Over the last many months I have been living my life, not documenting it. As much as I would have liked more words to flow through me and my writing, that is not what was in store.

Instead, I have been living life.

I have planted vegetables. I have sat and watched the birds and the sun and the storms. I have listened deeply. I have enjoyed the feeling of sun on my skin. I have played with and listened to and witnessed my kids as they are moving through each of their own  pathways.

I have met and dove deep and unwound the deep patterns, programs, imprints, and patterning for me and my clients. I have witnessed amazing magic and miracles unfold for those I am honored to be in service to through my business.

I have NOT felt the words flow through me to write or speak about any of it. I have been living it.

It’s almost like my system was recalibrating to another state of joy and simplicity. The kind that comes through living life itself.

And now, perhaps, there may be some words flowing through me to be shared again - from a place of creation as joy. Creating from the place of “this is what I truly want to do and what is moved through me” is a different experience than creating because it is what we do or what needs to be done.

And maybe I’ll go sit out in the sun.

Or maybe I’ll start sharing about the beautiful discoveries I have had that have informed this body of work and the name of that creation that has revealed itself.

Maybe I’ll do both.