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You know those questions that are supposed to be light, breezy ice breakers, but actually make you want to evaporate into thin air? “So… what do you like to do for fun?” “What do you do for work?” "Tell me about yourself!” “What have you been up to lately?” It gets tossed around casually, like it’s no big deal. But for me? It’s one of those questions that makes my mind go completely blank. Like, who even am I? What is fun? Do I… do fun? Because suddenly, I’m not just

You don’t need a 90-minute yoga class or a perfectly aesthetic setup to reconnect with yourself. You don't even need a yoga mat to be honest. You just need a few intentional minutes. Little pockets of time that remind you that you’re allowed to pause.

For those of us walking a spiritual path, living with intention isn’t just a nice idea—it’s how we stay connected to what really matters. Li

I used to feel like my inner witch and inner yogi were two aspects of myself that had to stay in their seperate compartments. But the deeper

The womb-whether physical, energetic, or symbolic-holds immense wisdom. It’s not just a vessel for physical life, but a space for nurturing creativity, intuition, and divine feminine power. Even if you don’t have a physical womb, this energy resides within the sacral chakra, your center of creation and emotional flow. In many ancient traditions, the womb was seen as a microcosm of the universe and a sacred vessel for holding and transforming energy. In ancient Egypt, the womb

Sometimes I fall into the trap of false belonging. I become a shapeshifter, a chameleon, trying to blend in with whatever group I find myself in. It's a survival tactic, called "masking". Maybe you’ve been there too: surrounded by people who seem to have it all figured out, silently decoding their unspoken rules, trying to contort yourself into their mold. Sometimes you become so good at masking you forget where the facade ends and you begin. But if you have to cut off part

Shifting the focus from Christmas to Yule aka the winter solstice, is how I rediscovered meaning in a holiday season that had become depleted for me. In truth, it isn't really about choosing team Yule or team Christmas, it's that, if you undress Christmas out of it's consumerism costume, you will see it was really Yule all along. 

I have always been drawn to the esoteric and the magical threads that weave through life. In my younger years, I was drawn to things like the fae, tarot cards, magic spells, and exploring small patches of woods in my neighborhood. Somewhere in my late teens and early 20s, I shut it all off. I focused on being “normal” and dismissed my earlier “childish” interests so I would fit in with the crowd. In doing so, I locked away my belief in magic and with it, any chance of true sp

There’s a story we’re told about womanhood. One that centers motherhood as the ultimate purpose, the highest expression of the feminine. But what happens when your life doesn’t follow that script? This piece is for the women walking a quieter, equally meaningful path.

The cycle of the seasons is only one of the cycles that impacts us, we also go through our own inner seasons. We’re taught to look outward — to track our pace by the world around us. But you have your own seasons, written in your human experience. And sometimes? They don’t match the calendar.

In Celtic tradition, the body is believed to have three powerful centers called the Three Cauldrons, or cauldrons of transformation. These are energetic focal points that align with different aspects of our being: physical, emotional, and spiritual. They’re kind of like the chakra system, in the way they help us to understand different aspects of ourselves. But what's different is, the cauldrons acknowledge a timeline of awakening or "warming" that comes with life experien

This is a story about how I went to Norway, -though it could have been anywhere- and returned home changed. This is a story that really isn't a story at all, but a recalling of moments. It’s about how mourning is not just about losing someone who’s died, but about carrying all our losses with us as we continue to live. 

As the days grow shorter and the air turns crisp, the Autumn Equinox aka Mabon, marks the official start of the fall season. ]

What if choosing solitude, withdrawing, forgoing the societal masks and costumes, just doing less of everything in general, meant nothing is wrong with you and everything was right? What if we tell ourselves “something is wrong” and these conditions match the symptoms of x, y, z because we've been conditioned to believe that?

Moon Salutations, known as Chandra Namaskar in sanskrit, are essentially a mandala flow. It's a sequence of grounding postures designed to honor the moon and balance our energy. Why? Because it's really important for us to slow the f*ck down more often. We live in a world that screams at us to do more, consume more, get it done faster, and be the best, it makes me want to puke. This is why we need yoga. The side to side motions and circular pattern of this sequence represents