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Musings from the sky
I've looked over so many cloud coverings from so many planes, yet the imensity and beauty of the view continues to inspire gratitute and a sense of insignificance within the vast horizon that engulfs whatever airplane i'm in. In the first memory i have of flying I was wearing a heavy, green suede poppy dress. Its checkered chest panel made me dizzy everytime I looked down. I must have been 3 or 4 years old with no real appreciation for much but a paper bags and my mother's e
Nov 14, 20252 min read


A case for Self-Mentoring
Sometimes, the mentor you need is the one staring back at you in the mirror. I've had my fair share of mentors and coaches, and I can't say the experience has always been positive. Don't get me wrong. I deeply respect the value these professionals bring to the lives of so many. However, my experiences often left me feeling unheard, unsupported, or simply let down. I've worked with coaches more interested in shaming their unnamed clients and gatekeeping resources. I've eve
Nov 10, 20252 min read


Young Bela
I recently rewatched a movie from my girlhood. I had been stuck, going in circles around a closer time, a time filled with trauma on repeat seeking to harden me, jade me, but lately, I’ve been returning to a time when everything was new. It tracks. I’ve been transitioning to this new phase for a while and I am solidly here; slowly shedding the trauma and looking around in wonder, just looking not searching – I wouldn’t know what I am searching for – but finding things I thoug
Nov 8, 20252 min read
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