Lately, I've really been feeling the energy of the season—the bright summer sun, the fullness of August. There’s something about this time of year that makes everything feel more alive and vibrant. 🌞

That’s why I gave myself a quiet moment the other day to use one of my favorite tarot decks—just to pull a card and check in, to see what messages would reveal themselves.

There’s a quiet ache I’ve witnessed in so many heart-led leaders, and I’ve felt it, too: the fear of visibility and being in the spotlight.

It's the ache of having something to say…but wondering if it's too much.
It's the knowing you were made for more… but fearing what will happen when you take up space.
It's the longing to lead… but feeling safer behind the scenes.

Have you ever made plans, set intentions, and dreamed with your whole heart… only for life to take a completely different turn?

 I know I have.

And here’s something I’ve learned through my own experiences—and through the many stories I hear when I speak to teams and organizations across the world:

 Not every goal blooms the way we imagined. And that's okay. 🩷

Have you ever had one of those quiet nights when everything slows down?

Your home is still.

No one needs you.

No calls, no texts — your phone’s silent.

Just a rare, uninterrupted pause to be present.

You didn’t come here to just pass through the seasons.

 You came to create a life so vibrant that it ripples through every room you enter.

To watch your quiet dreams break ground — strong, bright, undeniable.

 On August 1, we welcome Lughnasadh— the first harvest festival in the wheel of the year. It’s nature’s gentle nudge to pause, witness, and honor the first signs of what you’ve been planting. This ancient celebration reminds us that every small effort, every seed of intention, carries the promise of abundance when tended with love.

On July 24, we’re gifted the quiet, potent energy of the New Moon, arriving just a week before Lughnasadh (August 1) in the Northern Hemisphere — the first harvest festival on the Wheel of the Year, an ancient cycle that celebrates nature’s seasons and our own spiritual rhythms.

 The powerful overlap of these two events invites us to stand in the magic of both new beginnings and the promise of abundance on the horizon.

Summer is here, and with it comes nature's gentle whisper: slow down, beloved. 🌞

The longer days, the golden warmth, the softened rhythm of life — they invite us to exhale, soften, and truly breathe.

 This season is a loving reminder that it’s not only safe but wise to slow down — whether that means sinking into deep rest or leaning into joyful play. Both are sacred medicine for your spirit and powerful fuel for your dreams.

Can you believe it? We’re already halfway through 2025.

Whether you’ve been moving forward with steady momentum or navigating unexpected turns, this moment invites a sacred pause — a chance to reflect, realign, and reignite your zeal. ✨

There’s something beautiful and magical about this time of year.

As June draws to a close, there’s a natural pause — a quiet moment between chapters — that invites us inward.

The sun is high, summer is in full force, and everything feels alive — full of color, warmth, and possibility. But even in a season of full bloom, your soul may be asking: What am I still tied to that’s holding back my zeal — and what would it feel like to release it and trust what comes next?

On Friday, June 20th, the Northern Hemisphere crossed a golden threshold — the Summer Solstice, our longest day and shortest night. Even though the precise moment has passed, its energy still hums softly around us.

Have you ever been so mad at someone that the anger lasted more than a day? Truth to be told, this happened to me. Once, it lasted 20 years. And since today is Father’s Day, it feels like the right day for this story to be heard.

 Allow me to share more.

Have you ever felt like you’ve been doing all the inner work—showing up, staying open, trusting the process—yet things still feel a little… in between?

 Not stuck. Just not where you thought you’d be.

There’s something sacred about the way our words can land in someone’s heart.

A single phrase — spoken with good intentions, positivity, and light — can lift someone’s spirit, put a smile on their face, or remind them that they truly matter.

I don't know about you, but I can't believe the end of May will soon be here.

It feels like we welcomed the first of the month just yesterday—a new beginning filled with exciting intentions, fresh energy, and goals we hoped to fulfill.

But as the days pass and life unfolds, not everything always goes as planned. Sometimes, the routines shift, priorities change, and goals are left waiting.

Has this ever happened to you before?

If so, you’re not alone—this has been my reality too.

As I've been enjoying walks in the park, soaking in the warmth of the sun on my face and admiring the blossoming flowers, I've been noticing more bees lately—perhaps even more so with World Bee Day approaching on May 20. 🌍

Sunday, May 11th, was Mother's Day, and it held many emotions. 💗 

I know women who spent this day wrapped in joy—enjoying breakfast in bed, reading sweet notes written in crayons, or soaking up extra hugs as the kids say, "I love you, Mom."

There comes a quiet moment in nearly every woman's life when she looks in the mirror and doesn't quite recognize the woman staring back.

 The features look familiar from the outside, but inside, that inner spark feels dim — like something vibrant is fading away.🔥

Lately, I’ve been feeling something new stirring.

Not a loud shift, but something gentler—like a whisper beneath the surface.
A sense that I’m in the middle of something taking shape, growing… becoming. 

I'm not quite where I was… yet not where I’m going.

It’s the time of year when mainstream culture celebrates the sweetness and playfulness of Easter—a blend of historic traditions, seasonal folklore, and present-day trends—with the Easter bunny, pastel-colored everything, chocolate eggs wrapped in foil 🍫, beautiful decorations on mantles, and fresh flowers starting to bloom 🌷.

I don’t know about you, but for me, it feels like there’s a certain kind of magic that stirs this time of year. The light starts lingering a little longer. The breeze feels softer. And something inside of us begins to stretch awake (especially after a long winter’s rest.)