Something I’ve noticed in the lead up to holidays, is that there is a strong emphasis on a slower, more intentional approach to the holidays this year. Whether it’s making a homemade simple syrup to gift your sister or making paper ornaments with your kids, it feels as if, collectively, we are feeling a shift– saying no to the usual rush, the commercialism, and instead yearning for something deeper and more peaceful.
Read MoreThis month I’m drawn to simple homecooked meals, making art from what we have. I've also been thinking a lot about the cycle of life and death, specifically concerning my work and this blog.
Read MoreWe got married! A full recap of the day coming soon, but first a little DIY. I knew I wanted to preserve my bouquet, and thought about drying it, but to me, drying flowers can sometimes feel stagnant. Instead I wanted something that felt poetic. Something that felt like the day, a moment in time, imprinted in my mind forever and ever.
Read MoreFour months ago, we welcomed our second little boy — a spring-time baby with the sweetest smile. My first postpartum experience was incredibly challenging, and this time around, I was determined to have a better journey. While I’m still in the early days of being a mom to two, I’m already noticing how different this postpartum period feels, and I wanted to share some of the things I’m doing to better navigate this new phase in our life.
Read MoreThis year, the usual hustle-and-grind approach to goal-setting felt completely out of reach. But I've realized something important —vision boards (and life) don't have to be high-pressure. Creativity and change can happen in small, gentle steps. In this post, I’m sharing a low-pressure approach to vision boarding, perfect for those moments when inspiration feels distant but alignment still calls.
Read MoreIt’s been a year since I last wrote here, a year of navigating the changes motherhood brought and finding my way back to myself. In this post, I open up about the challenges of postpartum, the moments that felt heavy, and how I began to rediscover my joy and my voice.
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