You might say I was always a difficult child. Rebellious, loud, spirited. Running toward every danger I could possibly find, usually barefoot, I wore my parents out daily as they chased behind, never quite able to catch me. As an adult, I am still this way, though most of my danger is now self-induced. I dance with the full moon, scream my writings to the stars, lose (and find) my soul in fire, create life, flail angrily at death, and in between, love each and every tumultuous moment.
I am a mother of two audacious beauties, a caretaker for an unknown number of animals, a keeper of secrets, a lifelong learner of all things Pagan, and a lover of Earth. I wish to step foot on every possible inch of this beautiful sphere and meet every being I can, as everyone has something to teach. I wish my soul to be a canvas of all the people I have learned from and every place I have laid my eyes on. Eclectic and wondrous.
Writing brings me joy and a safe place for my soul to explode. I write for myself first and foremost, as that is my remedy for stagnation. I write for others as I can, in hopes to usher in a safe place and empowerment. Each soul needs release, magic, beauty, and love. I hope my scribbles may find their way to the souls that need to hear it.
Topics you can find me writing about constantly are: