Yo. It’s been a quick minute since I’ve posted a blog post. Finally, in the frenzy of running out of memory on my drive, I stumbled upon a well-intentioned folder: “For the Blog”. So here we are, bringing some light to this crazy backlog of sessions.
I will now leave you with this super gorgeous family with their super gorgeous horse, Winnie.
pssst….Winnie is a therapeutic fertility horse working with her human companion, Sarah. They have created a lovely program dedicated to healing, femininity, and fertility.
We are not idealized wild things.
We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.
“Its the simple things in your life that make up the bulk of it. The mundane is where we live and we end up missing most of it. We find it again in the silence and in attention of everyday life.”
True beauty is a ray that springs from the sacred depths of the soul, and illuminates the body, just as life springs from the kernel of a stone and gives color and scent to a flower.
