Living Wellness Muse

11/08/2025

Our perception of time moving quickly is, in part, from our lack of daily ritual in ordinary things. Waking up, making coffee, tending to our home can all contain an element of ritual that slows down time and gives a sense of place.

It doesn’t have to be complicated or serious, in fact, it’s better if it’s just simple presence and mindful action.

The November issue is chock full of ways to bring this sense of ritual into your own home. Free subscription at the link in bio.

11/06/2025

It’s not compromise , it’s value.
It’s not quitting, it’s choosing.

The road rises to meet you when your foot is already hovering over the path. 💫🙌🏼💫

11/04/2025

Not responding and not engaging is not weakness when you do it from a place of centered power.

Fear is rooted in powerlessness. When you can tap your own power and move from a place of intention and love, it changes the course of your experience.

When enough of us do it, the fight has to change, too.

10/30/2025

When you suddenly don’t want to do what you’ve always done, it can be unsettling. Who are you if you’re no longer the person that says yes, shows up, and does the thing…every time?

Good question.

This is what we wrestle with and need to reconcile in midlife. One of the greatest tools in this process is what I call the sacred yes and the sacred no.

It’s got to work for you first, otherwise it becomes something that takes your energy rather than fills your energy. And who’s got time for that?

Saying no to others means you’re saying yes to you. What a beautiful thing. 💫🥰💫

10/29/2025

It’s okay to color outside of the lines…
make a mess.
be heard and not understood.
exhale and let a few things fall.
Break a rule.
Break your silence.
Break the bond.
Holiness is your birthright.
Goodness your crown.

10/22/2025

10/22/2025

If I could tell you how many years I waited to move on my dreams and desires, we would be here awhile.

I kept thinking there was a magic moment. A perfect line-up. A threshold where I would arrive ready. I also thought someone was going to come knock on my door and say, we’ve been looking for you, come with us, your dreams are waiting.

It never happened.

And then I woke up one day and I was halfway through my life, still no closer to meeting the ache in my heart.
So I just started to move. Little steps. Small changes. Tiny, incremental, new choices. Nothing dramatic, until one day I could feel my life was undeniably changing for the better. Momentum kicked in and I was off, running in a new direction toward my heart’s desire.

Yes there’s fear. Yes there’s obstacles. Yes it can be lonely. Move anyways. Move before you are ready. The road will rise to meet you, but only when your foot is already hovering above the path.