Whew it’s been a long while since I’ve stepped away from here and all things Earth Star Healing Arts!
What a whirlwind 2020 was with trauma after trauma altering the world both collectively and my own personally. I had to take a step back for my own mental health and to recover my footing, and in the meantime my life as I knew it has dissolved and reformed and then dissolved again to be put back together in a way almost unrecognizable to the person I was before.
Here we are, with 2025 just emerging into existence, and I have been called to climb out of the hole I’ve been hiding in and step back onto my soul’s path.
I won’t lie- the past few years have been a doozy for me. I didn’t feel worthy or have the energy to help others in a way I couldn’t show up for myself. It’s been pure survival mode. Loss. Loss. Recovery. Loss. Birth! More loss. So much profound loss! Deep healing. Restructuring. The ebbs and flows of living in this flesh.
As my focus shifted back to be entirely on my family, some huge pivots have taken place. My family has been blessed by welcoming our beloved daughter in 2023! But even that beautiful gift wasn’t without heartache (a story I may go into another time… or not.) As I transitioned to mothering 3, things no longer serving us had to fall away. I’m no longer homeschooling my sons, which was an identity- or loss-of-ego-crisis I had to navigate through. My “dream” for us and the reality of our day-to-day was no longer aligned. That was a hard pill to swallow and took some time to grieve, process, and recalibrate to a whole new way of life.

Photo credit: Luna & Sol Birth Photography
As with the cycles of the Earth, my personal life has reflected the composting of what has died to become nourishment for the new. I stepped into a role as the Market Manager for our local farmers market, which I’ve been deeply invested and involved in since its inception nearly 8 years ago.
And most recently, inspired by the tragic murder of a friend and magical member of my mountain community (AND her two wolf-hybrid doggies which just makes it that much more heart wrenching!), I have been called to offer Sound Baths in the hole she left here. (You can read more about Phoenix’s story here. 😭)
As the last person who communicated with her, I feel as though she “passed me the baton” so to speak, and I am honored to be guided by her. She was a remarkable woman who shone her light boldly, and I aspire to do the same. I tend to hide from attention, or shrink back after I’ve been in the spotlight second-guessing myself. But I’m ready to claim my worthiness and heal this “witch wound”. So much goodness is already coming from this heartbreaking tragedy, and it’s one of those enduring traumas that I can tell will be a defining one- my life will never be the same. Nor should it be. Phoenix’s light will keep shining and she will always be remembered. The world is better having had her in it.
So stay tuned for some good things to come, as my intention this winter is to hibernate as much as possible and create space for replenishment, dreaming, and receiving guidance from my helping Spirits as I return to mySelf. ✨
Beginning in February 👇🏼

