Real, raw, sacred conversations about dating, passion, energy exchanges & karmic lessons. Includes: the Aries story, emotional attachment healing, divine masculine/feminine dynamics
I don’t even know how to fully put this into words and that says a lot coming from me. But you… you’ve cracked something open in me I didn’t even realize I’d locked away. Not just love. Not just attraction. But this deep, soul level knowing that I’m seen… fully, gently, powerfully and still held….
In the moment I finally let go of chasing love, you appeared.All the breadcrumbs led me to youThe ghosts pretending to be whole,The ones too afraid to be seen,The lies wrapped in lust,The games I had no business playing. I survived all of it.I fought the battles, won the wars,And here I am… standing in…
What Your Body Is Really Trying to Tell You (And How to Reclaim Your Power Instead of Suppressing It) ⸻ Lately, I’ve been feeling it all craving sex, craving sweets, craving something… but not quite knowing what it is. And I used to judge it. I used to label it as weakness, as lack of…
Dear Universe, I’m ready. I’m ready for the kind of love that mirrors the way I’ve learned to love myself. I’m calling in a partner who sees me past the body, past the beauty, into the soul that built it all. Someone who doesn’t just fantasize about my fire but respects it enough to stand…
Hold Close, Unsent Some words never reach their intended ears but they free you when spoken. This is one of those. For anyone who’s ever felt too much, too soon, and had to hold it all in anyway. From Me to You. You’ll never read it, but I’ll always feel it. You had those golden…
Unsent. Unspoken. Unshakable. I knew you weren’t what you appeared to be.I felt it before you said a word. You wear confidence like armorSharp edges. Smirks. Deflections. But your soul?Soft.Wounded.Terrified of being held too long. You told me you don’t trust how you feelEspecially when it feels good. And baby, that was the truest thing…
There was a time when silence would gut me.When not hearing back meant I wasn’t enough.When I used to hand people the pen and ask them to write the ending to my story. But something’s different now.Because when he wrote back I didn’t crumble.I didn’t shrink.I didn’t flinch. I had already found my peace in…
Let’s be real dating right now feels like a swipe-fueled social experiment. One second you’re vibing, the next you’re wondering if you imagined the whole damn connection. It’s awkward. It’s draining. And sometimes? It’s wildly clarifying. Because lately I’ve realized… it’s not even about them. Dating has become a mirror. Not a finish line.And weirdly,…
A blog for the woman who always saw the potential—but finally started choosing herself. They didn’t lie to me. I lied to myself. I saw the potential. The promise. The “almost” that could’ve turned into “everything” if they just did the work.” But they weren’t showing up for themselves. And somehow, I kept showing up…
A blog for the woman who kept seeing the light in people who refused to turn it on. I thought if I just held on a little longer… If I loved them a little harder… If I poured more, prayed more, stayed more… They’d finally become who I knew they could be. But chasing potential?…