Soma Landing, 1211 3rd Avenue, Prince George, BC (2026)

07/28/2026

Mmm... the absolute deliciousness of moving from self-improvement into self-relationship.

The moment we stop asking, Who do I need to become? and instead ask, Who's here?

Maybe for the first time ever.

Instead of trying to construct ourselves into someone new, someone better, someone more worthy... we courageously enter our inner world, where our tender parts have been waiting for our attention.

Waiting for us to turn toward them. To listen.

Maybe for the first time ever.

It's through tending to the parts we've buried in shame that we discover we were never all the things we thought we needed to fix, and remember how deeply loved, wanted, and worthy we've always been. 🌹

I am in awe as I meet this knowing in myself again, even if only in glimmers at first. Because every time I turn toward my pain, I get a little closer to her. The woman who has waited a lifetime, and would have waited a lifetime more, just to be remembered.

07/21/2026

One of my (many) favourite memories from Wild Roses Festival 2026 was dancing and being absolute goofballs with these beautiful souls. ❤️

It was a full-circle moment for me because last year, I didn't go to the dance. To be fair, there were thunder showers, but that was just the external reason... inside, I was deeply afraid of being seen. I have NEVER felt comfortable dancing, alone or with others. So I stayed in my tent and listened to the music play into the night.

This year was different. I had taken a Somatic Rave workshop the day before where I literally turned into liquid and felt the experience of PLEASURE as I swirled my hips and let my arms float toward the sky. I was so alive, unafraid of being seen, and deeply connected to the JOY of being me.

I remember taking a moment to pause and look around at all of the beautiful women who filled the field-turned-dance-floor in such deep awe of the scene, then turning to my friends to say, "There's so many ways to be a human."

So many expressions of life. So many channels of aliveness. So many ways to move, and sound, and dress, and express, and exude the felt sense of, "This is who I am." All so unique. All so beautiful. All so valid. All so wanted.

And I belonged.

I belonged.

And this incredible sense of belonging and FREEDOM came from one single thing... willingness.

Willingness to feel what is alive.
Willingness to be changed by what's there.
Willingness to f**k around and find out.
Willingness to trust the moment.
Willingness to be me.

And all of that led to something even more magnificent... a willingness to SEE, appreciate, and celebrate the beauty and belonging in all of the other women, too. To SEE their courage, appreciate their vulnerability, and celebrate their willingness to be seen.

Gah... it was stunning. 😭

07/06/2026

If you're holding a baby in your arms, carrying the weight of lost sexual desire in your chest, and the fear of what this means for your relationship on your shoulders... I want you to know that I see you.

I really, really see you.

I see how vulnerable you feel right now. I see the endless mental loop of trying to "figure this out" while carrying the relentless load of caring for a baby, around the clock, day after day. I see the urgency, the frustration, and how it can quietly steal the joy from this season. And I see how deeply you love your partner and long for them to feel loved, met, and chosen.

I want to save you from an immense amount of searching outside yourself. There is nothing to fix. Nothing about you is lacking. You are not broken.

For many of us, motherhood arrives before we've ever had the chance to truly build a relationship with ourselves. Adolescence and early adulthood may have been spent surviving, performing, pleasing, or simply getting through. Then suddenly, we're raising another human before we've ever learned to truly know ourselves...our emotions, our needs, or the language of our own body.

Sometimes, what feels like a loss of desire is really an invitation back into relationship with yourself. And the connection you're longing for cannot be created by anything outside of you. It is something you gently, intentionally cultivate within (this is where I am right now and what I'm learning ❤️).

I know that feels terrifying right now. But I want you to know this: Your desire is not gone forever. Your relationship is not doomed. And you are not broken.

It is possible to come home to yourself. To feel alive in your body again. To be expressed, known, and met in the fullness of who you are. You don't have to shame yourself back into desire. You get to love yourself back home.

07/02/2026

I'm learning that we heal by listening deeply to the wisdom of the body and courageously expressing our truth, even when we might be misunderstood, and even when the people we reveal ourselves to may not stay.

This isn't something I've mastered. It's something I'm living. Learning. Remembering. I'm sharing what is true for me as I discover it. Healing, I'm realizing, asks us to move through life in devotion to what is true for us. 🌹

I'm also beginning to see that when we deeply love and accept ourselves, we naturally connect with others through love rather than fear. But when there are parts of ourselves we believe are wrong, too much, not enough, or in need of fixing, fear shapes the way we relate. We project our wounds onto others and ask them to carry what we have not yet learned to hold within ourselves.

What I'm practicing now is becoming regulated enough to experience my emotions from a place of observation rather than reaction. Instead of trying to escape discomfort, I'm learning to stay with it. To listen. To tend to it with compassion. And slowly, I'm becoming the inner adult capable of soothing the frightened parts of myself... the young, tender, wounded, and fragile parts that have been longing to be seen, held, and loved.

The more I practice this, the more I notice that my relationships become less about needing others to fill what's missing in me and more about sharing the love I'm learning to cultivate within myself.

This is where I am right now. Still learning. Still stumbling. Still softening. And every time I choose to stay with myself instead of abandoning my truth, something in me heals.

06/28/2026

Not long ago, I came to a realization that changed the way I understand so much of my life.

For years, I believed the trauma I experienced through adolescence, and the abusive dynamics I found myself in with men, began in those relationships. But I've come to see that, for me, the story started much earlier.

When I was a young woman awakening to my own eroticism, femininity, and the quiet power I felt in my body, I received an immense amount of ridicule, judgment, and harassment from other girls and women.

Without realizing it, I learned two devastating lessons: that my eroticism was shameful and something to exile from myself, and that women were not safe.

So I disconnected from a part of myself that felt deeply alive, seeking safety, belonging, and validation through my attachment to men. That search eventually led me into relationships that caused profound pain.

For a long time, I believed those relationships were the origin of my wounds. Now I understand they were a continuation of an earlier disconnection.

This realization has shown me how deeply I've lived without trusting women, and how much that has cost me. The sisterhood I've longed for could never exist while I believed other women were unsafe.

Now, some of my deepest healing is happening through women: friendships rooted in honesty instead of comparison, building community, and restoring vulnerability with my own mom.

I've also realized that when we disconnect from who we are to preserve connection with others, we teach ourselves that belonging requires self-abandonment. From that place, we become more vulnerable to relationships that don't honour us.

I believe women's healing depends, in part, on our willingness to truly see one another... to recognize how often we've been taught to compete, compare, or fear one another, and to meet those wounds with compassion instead.

Imagine what would be possible if another woman's radiance no longer felt like a threat, but like permission.

Because every time a woman rises fully into herself, she reminds the rest of us that we can too. 🌹

06/27/2026

I have never met a pain deeper than the realization that I can't fully love my beloved because I don't yet fully love myself.

It is the deep knowing that the only way to truly see the soul you cherish, as they are, and to love without projection or armour, is to meet every one of your own wounds and welcome them as worthy of love.

To bring your whole self into your relationship and trust that you will be embraced. To reject all of the conditioning that taught you there were parts of yourself you needed to hide.

It is far easier to spend a lifetime trying to fix the symptoms of our pain than it is to walk into the darkness of our oldest stories and allow ourselves to feel them. But once you glimpse the truth that the depth of your love for another is limited by the love you're willing to extend to yourself, there is no going back.

The only way to love more deeply is through. Through feeling the pain instead of outrunning it. Through letting yourself be seen. Through noticing the fear and choosing love, again and again and again.

So many of us will face this journey. If you are there now, I hope you know that you are not alone.

I'm right there with you,

& I'm so proud of us. ❤️

06/12/2026

I've been sharing a lot about my journey with self-love and acceptance lately, and about meeting fear after fear after fear.

Starting a private practice and going all in on supporting families in my community has brought me face-to-face with so many of my own doubts.

These first few months have stretched me in ways I couldn't have anticipated. And rather than extending myself a sh*t-tonne of grace for having the courage to show up in this role, I've been caught in loops of self-criticism, uncertainty, and the persistent question:

Am I even meant to do this work?

And then, this week, while sitting with a brand new family, I got to witness the exact moment hope returned. 🌹

I watched fear soften. I watched confidence begin to emerge. I watched parents reconnect with their instincts and their baby.

And for the first time since opening Soma Landing, I felt myself exhale the deepest exhale and think:

I was f**king made for this.

I want to shout from the rooftops how brilliant babies are. I want everyone to know how resilient, resourceful, and incredible new parents can be, even when they're exhausted, overwhelmed, and questioning everything. I want every family to experience the support they deserve in their journey, and every care provider to feel empowered in their ability to offer it.

To every family who welcomes me into these tender, sacred moments...THANK YOU. Your trust is a gift. You fuel my devotion to this work and my desire to share it with the world. ❤️

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