January 7, 2020

I always thought I would grow up and have nice, defined, full breasts. Society made me think that way. I would read magazines as a young girl and thought these images of perfect cleavage defined femininity and beauty. Even though my Mum didn’t have a big bust I still b...

October 7, 2019


The act of subjecting a child to partake in sexual acts.

This subject is so raw. Raw to me, raw to you, raw to the world.

It is hardly ever spoken of and it leaves people feeling isolated and all alone. Many forms of abuse are spoken about but sexual ab...

October 2, 2019

I have read and re-read and re-read this. This is one of the biggest/hardest things in have ever done. *takes a massive breath and clicks post*


Six years of Motherhood. 
A time that has been hugely challenging and equally healing for me as a woman.

It has shown...

July 16, 2018

We had anticipated this day for a long time. Planning and sending messages between Canada and Costa Rica in the attempt to put on a special Yoga and Art workshop in the last weekend of July. Planning for workshops offer many challenges as you have to consider a theme a...

June 10, 2018

Reuniting with glass.

January 27, 2018

(Speech given during creative process class NIC early 2018)

Sometimes we have experiences that change our lives forever.

No matter how hard we try we cannot go back to looking at life from a perspective we once knew.

I was introduced to the spiritual path very abruptly an...

December 11, 2017

It is said that there is no difference between the moon or the stars, the mountains or the rivers, the people or the sun.

Between you and I.

The earth beneath our feet or the vastness of space surrounding us.

When all the layers are stripped back what is left is our innat...

December 11, 2017

You and I are merely different interpretations of the same light.

We appear as individual beings on the outside but our essence deep down is the same.

We are all born from love 

stitched together with the same star dust that created the moon, the sunshine, the trees and t...

September 8, 2017

There are so many pieces of me.

Can you see? 

Or are they meant just for me?

There are many pieces left unseen.

Pieces held back, pieces set free.

Do you see? These pieces of me? 

Pieces I've carved out from a conception of me. 

But there is more to me than you will ever see....

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