Confession: I’ve been burnt out. I think I’ve been burnt out for a few months. But honestly, I only really realized this a couple of weeks ago. I’ve been talking about doing things differently and slowing down here for a while. And I thought I was living that. I thought I was moving “slow enough”.
I want to tell you a little story about what has been happening in my life lately. One of my dreams is to move out of the city and to the island my partner and I both grew up on. We crave the slower, simpler lifestyle and the deeper connection with the natural world that
I originally shared this in my email letter. For more content like that, you can sign up for my email letter here. I’m sitting here curled up on my couch. It’s a morning mid way through the week, and I am tired. I’ve been through a lot the last month or so that I’m not
About a month ago, I firmly grasped onto the idea of having a word of the year. Inspired by posts by Jessica Rose Williams and Jen Carrington sharing their process for selecting a word, I went about finding my own. For a couple of weeks, I danced with the idea of “acceptance” as my word
Today, I feel called to share a letter I wrote to my seventeen year old self. Reflecting on the end of this decade, I was thinking about where I was ten years ago. I was seventeen. I was a mess. I was barely managing to keep it all together in my first year of university. My