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Somatic Healing • Soul Embodiment • Expressive Arts
Supporting nervous system resilience, creativity & a deeper remembering of wholeness.

10/30/2026

There’s a mental health AI called Dawn.

Does that entitle me to residuals?

I mean, I’m flattered, but I do think I should be recognized in some way.

Preferably with financial compensation. 💰

10/30/2026

I’m a work in progress.

The paint’s not yet dried.

10/30/2026

I came into this world a deep thinker.

From my earliest memories, I was pondering, why are we here?

I always had a flair for the dramatic. So much so that I limped on my right leg my entire first year of preschool. Every single day. And switched to the other leg the following year.

At least I was consistent.

I was reading Siddhartha from cover to cover at age 12 or 13.

Rumi, Anne Sexton, Virginia Woolf, Anaïs Nin, Sylvia Plath. All my heroes.

I definitely veered toward more depressed states for most of my life.

I do not wake up happy or thinking positively. I never have.

It’s work to rewire my brain.

And yet, here I am in my fifties, embracing all the complexities and contradictions, the glorious contradictions, that make up my being.

For a long time, I think I was playing a role.

I had all the education, certifications, teachers, mentors, processes. For God’s sake, I’ve spent a lifetime studying this stuff.

And yet, I think I was playing at ideas of what a healer was supposed to look like.

What does a holistic teacher sound like? A wellness coach? An expressive arts therapist? An artist? A writer?

What are they supposed to look like? How are they supposed to show up in the world?

I mean, I did get my degree in acting, so perhaps that informed some of it.

But I’ve come to the conclusion.

It looks like me.

Me in the muckety-muck, being honest, often not having a fu***ng clue.

Still evolving. Still questioning. Still contradicting myself.

I do not need to be the picture of completion.

I’m a work in progress.

The paint’s not yet dried.

10/12/2026

I’m in my feral whimsy era, and here’s what I’ve come to know.

Being well-behaved is highly overrated. I’d much rather have a good story to tell.

I’m done making myself smaller to fit into rooms I’ve probably outgrown anyway.

And does every damn decision have to be reasonable?

Sometimes my soul just says, “Oh hell to the yeah!” And that’s good enough for me.

Part of me wants to dance barefoot under the moonlight and sprinkle fairy dust on everyone I meet.

The other part wants to flip over a few tables and maybe flip the bird.

Why can’t I do both?

10/10/2026

Here's to the tender-hearted, the deep feelers, the artists, the misfits, the outliers, the ones who never quite fit inside the box, nor ever really wanted to.

I salute you.

Please don't edit yourself into someone the world finds easier to understand.

We have enough of that already.

10/09/2026

Affirmation

I allow myself to soften.
I allow myself to receive.
I do not have to earn what nourishes me.

Intention

Today I turn some of my life force inward.
I give attention to my own needs,
my own breath,
my own essence.

I open to creativity.
I open to healing.
I open to remembering and embracing all that I already am.
I open to being held as deeply as I hold others.

10/08/2026

Building this little Etsy shop has been quite an adventure! I’m learning as I go and trying to keep my recovering perfectionist from taking over. 😂

Anyway, Part Three of my six-part Wisdom of Autumn collection is here!

It’s called Honoring the Change. 🍂

A little reflection on change, abundance, and appreciating what’s already here instead of always reaching for more.

Five autumn reflections to carry with you throughout your day.

🍁 https://anewdawnhealingarts.etsy.com

10/07/2026

There’s so much focus on the comeback story.

But what about the dark days before it?

The days when nothing seems to work out.
When there isn’t a lesson.
No evidence that any of this is leading somewhere.

When you’re just running on raw faith and a staunch decision not to give in. Not to give up.

And it’s just you, sitting inside a life you don’t recognize, wondering how the hell you got here. None of it makes sense.

And still, there you are.

Maybe those aren’t the days before the transformation.

Maybe those days are transformation.

10/06/2026

Maybe wholeness isn’t resolving the contradictions within us.

Maybe it’s finally letting them all coexist.

02/20/2026

Reinvention. Transformation. Metamorphosis.

So often these words rest on the quiet assumption that we are somehow not enough as we are. That we need to become better, newer, improved. The “new you.” The “better you.” As if the current version is flawed or insufficient.

Of course we can shift habits. Of course we can outgrow what no longer serves how we want to show up. But so much of the pressure feels external. A measuring stick we didn’t choose. A comparison that was never ours to begin with.

What’s happening now, for me, feels less like becoming someone new and more like turning inward. Dropping the measuring stick. Releasing comparison.

I am not reinventing myself. I am remembering myself.

I am my own teacher. My own lighthouse.

The kingdoms I once searched for outside of me were never missing. They were internal landscapes waiting for trust.

For much of my life, I looked outward to make meaning. To books. To teachers. To voices that helped me understand my experience. And those were beautiful guideposts.

But now I recognize something steadier.

I hold the key.

The vastness I’ve been reaching toward has always lived within me. Not waiting to be improved. Not waiting to be fixed. Only waiting to be trusted.

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