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Jodi Arias: The Horrible, Twisted Shadow INFJ
Disclaimer I want to be crystal clear before we begin: I do not support, excuse, or justify what Jodi Arias did. Her actions were horrific and inexcusable. This piece is a reflection on the darkest corners of the INFJ personality -the shadow self – and how, in rare and tragic cases, it can twist into… Continue reading
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Mystic heart. Steel spine. Flame lit soul.
If humans had taglines, what would yours be? Mystic heart. Steel spine. Flame lit soul. Continue reading
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🌿 I Made a Video About Letting Go
I recently filmed a video about something that’s been unfolding quietly in my life: The slow, personal process of letting go. Letting go of isolation. Letting go of second guessing myself. Letting go of the things I carried for so long, I forgot I could set them down. This isn’t a “how to.” It’s a… Continue reading
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Cleansed: A Meditative Water Journey
Filmed in black and white, Cleansed is a meditation on renewal. It begins with light, with dryness, with restraint. And slowly, quietly, it unfolds into something softer, wetter, and more vulnerable. The water falls not just on my skin, but through the layers of armor we so often wear in this world. As the droplets… Continue reading
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Cleansed
I’ve been working on my next video and I can’t wait to share it with all of you!! The idea came to be the other day while I was at work and I am hoping it turns out as magical as it is in my mind! Continue reading
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Lobotomy
Perfect timing, Cogey. Continue reading
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She Walks in Light Unnamed: Becoming Something Wild and Beautiful
I didn’t know exactly what I was making when I started filming this. I just knew I wanted it to feel like something whispered, like a dream or a spell or a memory I hadn’t lived yet but missed anyway. I went out into the grass in the late afternoon, barefoot, wearing a green dress… Continue reading
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The Moth
She was drawn not to light, but to the memory of warmth, how dusk held its breath when his presence hovered like dusk’s first wind. The night was a velvet hush, stitched with stars like half told promises, and she, fragile winged and flame hearted, beat against the silence for a touch that was never… Continue reading
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From Germany, With Love: A Cozy Breakfast to Begin
When I was a child, the smell of warm rolls and strong coffee in the morning meant only one thing, my mother was making something special. She was born and raised in Reiskirchen, a small town in the Hessen region of Germany, where traditions ran deep and breakfast wasn’t just a meal, it was a… Continue reading
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She Rises Softly: A Moving Meditation on Feminine Energy
In this 5 minute moving meditation, I return to the essence of feminine energy. Graceful, sensual, grounded, and deeply soft. Set against the backdrop of nature and guided by my voice, this piece is more than a meditation. It is a ritual. A remembering. A poetic breath for the body and the soul. Watch it… Continue reading
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I Keep Coming Back to Kate Bush (Because She’s a 4, and So Am I)
There are artists you like, and then there are the ones you return to like a secret place inside yourself you forgot you left open. For me, that’s Kate Bush. Every time I wander away, life gets too loud or too linear, and suddenly I’m craving something stranger, deeper, more emotional. And there she is.… Continue reading
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Memorial Day: A Time to Remember
Today is more than a long weekend. It’s a sacred pause. A quiet moment between the noise of daily life where we remember the men and women who gave everything in service to this country. Their names may not be known to us personally. Their stories may never make history books. But their sacrifices echo… Continue reading
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New Video: Tiny Signs of Life
Spring doesn’t ask for attention. It just happens. The sun shifts, the air smells different, and before we realize it, the world has softened a little. Trees bud without announcement. The light lingers a few minutes longer. And somehow, everything feels less heavy, even if just for a moment. I’ve been thinking a lot lately… Continue reading
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Mirror
I am the mirror The one you never quite expect, But when you meet my gaze, You see beyond the mask you wear. In my stillness, you confront The parts you hide even from yourself The choices made in shadow, The soft betrayals you dare not name. I hold your reflection steady, Not twisted by… Continue reading
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No Vacations, No Retirement —Just Grit and Grace
I grew up in what my mother called “working poor.” It wasn’t a label we wore publicly. It was just… life. At first, I thought we were like everyone else. I thought soup kitchens were just another kind of restaurant. I thought thrift stores were where everyone got their clothes. I thought rich meant your… Continue reading
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Just Another Day in Washington State
Driving to work this morning in a full-blown rainstorm, visibility low, stress high—and then my nose decided to betray me. Out of nowhere, a nosebleed. Not a gentle drip. A massacre. I couldn’t pull over. Just me, the freeway, and blood pouring down my face like I was in a horror movie. I reached into… Continue reading
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Inspiring
I found this video today. It is very eye opening!! Continue reading
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