Shoe shopping for an epic tour out west leads me to infuse some lightheartedness into my steps.

An early morning epiphany catches me while I meander around Marfa.

There will be an AC unit that will buzz in my ears and propel me to find an inner quiet that’ll be reflected in the mountain-brushed skyline.

Plunging into the icy springs activates a rejuvenated returning to the sacred waters of my wonderfully human heart..

Small and meaningful gestures of generosity teach me the divine art of receiving.

In improv class, we play! And through play, we come home to embodying our inherent worthiness, goodness, and divine enoughness.

The Parisians teach me that taking care of my health can sparkle in ease and fabulous fun.

My spirit-word for my 31st year is water.

I spin into my 31st year under the Flower Moon. And I choose to wear a floral crown to celebrate and want everyone to wear one, too.

We can choose happiness, joy & beauty.