It took me a few days to get here. Not physically…though my body has been moving through its own rhythms and rituals, but here… the inside place. The space where I can sit, listen, and simply be. Calmly. Quietly. Contentedly

And how to lovingly find your way back home… You know that feeling when you look in the mirror and think, “Where did I go?” You’re going through the motions… doing the things… maybe even checking all the “right” boxes, yet something feels off. Muted. Fuzzy. Fucked up…Like you’re living just a few inches to the left of your own life.

I actually started dreaming about this over four years ago…before I opened my physical store. I knew I wanted to create something online… something that would help women who were feeling burnt out, disconnected, overwhelmed by everyone else’s noise. Women like I once was…

You know the ones … your art teacher telling you what “real” art looks like, your boss’s voice dictating how you should handle every situation, your mother’s opinions about literally everything. It’s like having a bunch of uninvited houseguests who never leave and keep rearranging your mental furniture.

By asking ourselves “What would love do?” in important moments of our lives we call on the strength... wisdom... and love...