Imagine for a moment, that we are gathered around a
sharing slivers of our hearts; our skin adorned with the soft glow of the moon.
The flames our altar...where we release the stories that no longer serve us.
The fireflies our witnesses...offering us guiding lights back to our hearts' truth.
Here, in this sacred space...I would be humbled and honored to hold your stories
and be a safe place for your heart to rest.
Connecting through sharing our stories is medicine. So drop me a love note-
and let the healing begin...