I clarify and communicate my needs through self-honoring decisions that strengthen the life-force within me.

I choose magic as my spirit-word to activate, actualize and amplify embodied consciousness on this thirtieth year ride.

I clean out my closet to find a letter that speaks to my present.

Sweeping front porches sparks Scorpio-infused revelations.

I feast on culinary stories.

The Dog Days of Austin make me more human.

A dazzling disco ball reflects my past and present and prompts me to stay open to the next soul-led scene.

A surprise visit from a snake shakes up fresh insight on familiar fears. Also, the Feathered Royal pictured above is Rhonda. And she’s my spirit animal.

A love letter to the women I use to be in my roaring twenties.

Stories from WWII prompt reflections on resiliency and our interconnected humanity.