There is a frantic young child inside me who screams and shakes. Her name is Anxiety, and I can feel her quivering in my chest.
I love the fresh start of a new year. Every December I daydream in the realm of possibility – I envision the person I want
I watched a video of an intuitive life coach the other day, and it scared me. It scared me because of how slowly she spoke,
Happy first birthday to my blossoming little blog! If you have ever spent a moment on this website, I thank you from the depths of