Greetings family. Yesterday, I watched a film that moved my heart and soul. The documentary shared the profound wisdom and stories of Indigenous peoples, including their living relationship with the Earth, community, and the deep healing and repair they've had to endure from all of the ways they've been suppressed and oppressed. This strengthened something I've been feeling for a long time in that these voices and teachings deserve to be heard, honored, and shared more widely. I feel even more inspired to use this platform to welcome Indigenous leaders and wisdom keepers into conversation to listen, learn, and create space for them to share in their own voices. I’ll begin by inviting these leaders onto my podcast, and I’m deeply grateful for what may unfold from there. My hope is that these conversations will help us remember what modern life so often asks us to forget: our belonging to the Earth, to one another, and to the great web of life. WATCH THE FILM HERE

Curious Stranger There's no need to carry thunder. Leave your armor at the door. I've spent years learning from strangers, each one a key, a door. It seems I've collected bits of souls like the shoreline gathers glass— parts of them that had no words, shadows underneath their laugh. Strangers seem to open up to me. Maybe they sense my curiosity, or maybe they could feel the stillness which created a bit of room— room to expose the fragile bits inside of them, where they're seen as strengths, not as wounds. But I wonder often if there's someone out there who could be curious about me; one who wants to play, have some fun, a companion in discovery. Is there a soul out there somewhere who doesn't shy away from depth? One patient and eager to lean in real close, where our souls might dance inside of breath. Let's talk until the night air gets cold, about the dreams we've yet to have, about the roads that led us to this moment, how breaking trail has carved a path. Sit beside me, Curious Stranger. in the stillness, it unfolds. A desire to know the shape of you becomes a truth one day I'll hold. But even if the curiosity lies only within me, I honor each soul—their expression, their release. Each one just as beautiful as the next soul I meet, part of the tapestry we weave, the pieces I keep. Observed alone, each piece is broken and sharp. But separate is not the design. Stand back and a wonderful mosaic emerges, when the pieces are carefully placed side by side. Without our fractures, the image would not be what's true. We took struggle and pain, turned it into love— a reflection of what we can do. So—to the Curious Stranger, with sight beyond the shadow realm: If your path ends up winding this way, Set up camp, rest your feet. Your soul is invited to stay— to play.

I recently watched this interview with David Clements and Pam Gregory and how this chapter of the human story we find ourselves in directly correlate with the Gene Keys teachings and prophecies. It’s all connected. Let me know what you think ⬇️

I’m going to bed sharing more workshops over these next few months and curious what themes you feel called to explore?

This class was absolutely phenomenal. I was shocked at how accessible and accurate my own intuition is! A big thanks to @Sara Oakley for really helping me to understand the process of tapping in and creating a safe space to feel comfortable doing so. Can’t wait for the next class! 🤍✨🙏🏼