• Ella and the Art of Safety

    I’ve written lot about my chickens, how they burst into my life and insisted on teaching me to expand, to grow, to learn to love, to learn to change, to learn to trust, to learn to accept, to heal. Each of them fixed a beady eye on me and demanded that I evolve. When they arrived, a skinny, scabby, shabby, scrawny huddle…

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Miss Understood

It’s becoming apparent that becoming Danielle’s featured practitioner was not, as I expected, an incredible opportunity to grow my business and deepen my intuition but instead (or rather as well as) an opportunity for me to have another…
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Facing Fear

I sit on the brink of greatness and I feel sick. My unworthiness is coming in waves. After years of this work I feel like I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I’m removing heart walls* every other day but I wake up in a state of heightened…

No bad decisions

Like most of my subjects I have a wave of inspiration and spend an hour writing in my head, trying to drop off to sleep but too involved in my narrative to sleep, too invested in bedtime to get up and put it to paper. And then the next day…