Let the Journey Begin
Take healing into your own hands.SHOP
The sun this morning is still bashful and has not yet greeted me with its warm fiery presence. Nevertheless, I am ready to get a jump start on a new day. I head down to my kitchen where I feel an energy of sorts persuading me to move a little closer to where my refrigerator has taken up permanent residency...
It’s Memorial Day morning and I have made my way down to my basement through a tiny crawl space where cardboard boxed memories sit still. I am sure that these little treasure troves have been patiently waiting for just the right person to give them a breath of fresh air. So today, the 25th of May, 2020, in this remote...
It’s a bright Sunday morning as I make my way a mile up the road to pick up my prepared meals for the next three days. My kitchen and I have been at odds with each other for years, so this solution works best for my inability to cook, bake or frappè just about anything. As I arrive at my destination, there sits isolate...