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Watching Trust Me: when horror, belief and the human mind collide
Content warning: This post reflects on themes of cults, coercive control, religion-based abuse and psychological harm. There are some documentaries you watch and move on from. And then there are the ones that stay with you… Watching Trust Me (Netflix) this week left me with that sickly, unsettled feeling that lingers long after the credits…
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To the Ones Who Feel Deeply
There is a kind of human in this world who doesn’t just hear what is said…they feel it. If you’re reading this, you might be one of them. I know I am. An emotional empath. An intuitive empath. A nurturer. And I want to gently acknowledge….there are others like us too. The physical empaths. The…
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Shovels, Seeds & Sore Hip Flexors
There was a time when ‘growing your own food’ was something humans said at dinner parties to sound interesting. A little herb garden on the windowsill. Some cherry tomatoes in a pot. Very Pinterest. Very aspirational! Well. That was then…. Now I’m out here at stupid o’clock, covered in dirt, bleeding from lantana (and bloody…
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Everyone Holds Something Beautiful
I was gardening today and found myself thinking….how easy it is to believe we’re ordinary. Not talented enough. Not special enough. Not something enough. We look around and see others shining in big, visible ways ~ singing, creating, leading, building…and we quietly place ourselves somewhere lower on that invisible ladder. But I don’t think it…
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Belief, Without Permission
There’s something I’ve been sitting with lately…this idea of belief and how personal it really is. I don’t need anyone to tell me what to believeor who I should follow.Not because I think I know everything,but because my relationship with the world, with spirit, with whatever we call ‘God’is something I feel, not something I’m…
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Finding Friends in Small Towns
Loneliness in a small town hits differently. Everyone seems connected already ~ woven in by history, family, time ♡ Sometimes you’re surrounded by humans, yet still feel quietly unseen. Not because you don’t belong…but because you’re still becoming. I’m learning that finding friends isn’t about forcing connection. It’s about grounding. Staying open. Trusting that the…
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What Youth Work Has Taught Me
When some humans hear “youth work”, they often imagine crisis. Trouble. Chaos. Something heavy or a bit scary. Sure, there are parts of it that are hard! But at its core, youth work is surprisingly simple. After all the courses. The frameworks. The action plans with very official names. This is what I’ve learned: Humans…
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The Great Hormonal Plot Twist
(also known as: Whatever The F**k Is Happening To Me) I am a 4……something year old woman. A lady never tells. But my hormones absolutely do. Like overshare! The era where nothing is wrong, everything is wrong and I will not be answering follow-up questions. This is not menopause. This is the trailer. The ominous…
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Notes from the Flu Dungeon
Today I am not living. I am existing. I have the flu ~ the proper, floor-me, dramatic, cancel-your-life kind. The kind where time loses meaning, your bones ache for no clear reason and your body feels personally offended by air. My bed has become my entire personality. I’ve reached that stage of illness where you’re…
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The Quiet Life of Trees
Trees live lives we rarely slow down enough to notice. Above ground, they stand still ~ patient, generous, offering shade without asking anything in return. But beneath our feet, there is movement, conversation and care ♡ Trees are not solitary beings. Their roots weave together through vast underground networks, linked by fungi. Through these networks,…
