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November 2, 2018

Hello Healers! 

Thank you all for being patient in my absence. A lot of changes have happened since we last spoke. In early April, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. I also moved to the Seattle area and now I have the joy of living in a beautiful part of the PNW. 

The...

December 12, 2017

I never wait to secure my spot. My spot has been waiting for me and I have never had to tell it to go anywhere. It waits for me as I make decisions. It often looks back at me, wondering what the standstill is for.

When the standstill is high and mighty and looking me ri...

November 24, 2017

Encouragement is a tool,

We often cannot shake

It is a process we must muster

That dark loneliness, 

comes and goes.

It knows me by name,

and shames me to my room.

I've told it before I wanted to get out of bed,

and one day, it listened.

It came in the shape of a letter,

to my m...

October 6, 2017

When we happily wait...

We find a way to wait to heal

We work, we work hard

We challenge ourselves to find a way to bring joy

It's often hard

It's often coupled by fear and anxiety 

It's usually not easy to let go of those who hurt us

It's usually easier to forget

But then, we...

July 5, 2017

Chloe Meagan is a survivor and inspires us each day as she works to de-stigmatize mental illness. We sat down (virtually, although we would have loved to sit down in person) with Chloe and discussed her thoughts on healing, grief and advocacy.

Chloe greets her audience...

June 27, 2017

The need for a global impact and change on a large scale is pertinent. Individuals want to help from afar but it seems like we never quite know how our dollar is spent. DonorSee is changing the way we interact with monetary donations to projects in need by creating “un...

May 15, 2017

On this day, we look through our secret doors

We gift our Mothers all that we love

We prize the pinks and blues

Everything we knew

Is held on our fingers 

As close as you grasp

It's a secret world we hold on our hands

Hidden in this ring is the gift I present

A little world, j...

May 9, 2017

When I look ever so closely at a building with no name

I see a dream untold

It is the cataclysmic reaction of my brain cells

Wanting me to enter

It is pastel and has two floors

It has one doorway with infinite tenants

It is accountable for a story I never heard

I want to ente...

May 3, 2017

In many ways I knew him better than I knew you. He came to me when his calls from you went un-returned. We laughed because I wasn't family, but you were. 

The moment seemed far away when you'd return home after a year. I speculated why you left, but then I reminded myse...

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