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Choices and Children

There is a moment every parent dreads and few talk about.   The moment you realise that loving your child does not mean guiding them, lifting them, or steering them away from pain. It means standing still while they walk…

Talking With The Track

Communication with the Tracks The tracks we move on…The sceneries of our life.they’re not random.They’re laid down in real timeby something like the little elves of the field —those invisible workers who read not your thoughts,but your stance. They don’t…

Who’s behind the wheel?

There was a time I didn’t notice.I would just wake up a little off…or say something that didn’t really sound like me.Sometimes I would feel like a mother who had lost all softness.Or a girl who was suddenly very small,…

Getting shit done

Getting Shit Out Clearing out the old to make space for what’s real Last night I had a dream.I woke up with the ache still alive in my body — not just a vague impression, but a deep, physical activation. Half my…

I had no idea

I had no idea. Yesterday, I wandered through New Year’s Eve with a bottle of champagne in my hand, music in the air, my children lighting fireworks around me. I laughed. I danced. I felt the joy of what 2025…

Happy New Year

Walking Forward There’s a part of me that was wired for depth.When something hurts, I go in.When something aches, I stay with it.When something repeats, I look for the loop.It’s beautiful, really. This instinct to understand.This reverence for the root.…