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When was the last time you let yourself play?
Not perform. Not achieve. Not check off a box. But actually play ā like a child on a swing set, hair flying, not caring about anything but the joy of the moment.
For many of us, life feels like a checklist. Degrees, jobs, relationships, responsibilitie...
For years, I thought love meant always saying yes.
Yes to favors I didnāt want to do.
Yes to crossing my own boundaries.
Yes to bending myself into whatever version of me I thought others wanted.
I told myself it was kindness. I told myself it was love. But the truth? It wasnāt love at all.
It was...
š¹ My Story
When I was younger, saying no to drugs was easy. They felt foreign, dangerous, and outside of me. But intimacy? That was different.
Sometimes my yes wasnāt a real yes. It was a survival yes.
A ākeep me safeā yes.
A ādonāt leave meā yes.
If youāve ever been there ā where your body whisp...
š The Cry That Almost Broke Me
Iāll never forget the night I thought I lost it all. My husband and I were separated, both seeing other people, and I sat across from him at dinnerāheart pounding, hands tremblingāas I told him the truth: I want you back.
He looked at me with steady eyes and said wor...
Iāve built studios. Iāve closed studios.
Iāve signed divorce papers⦠and then torn them up.
Iāve failed classes, failed in business, failed in friendships.
And Iāve gotten back up. Every. Single. Time.
Because hereās the truth: anything worth doing will test you first.
Failure is not a sign you s...
šØ Red Flags, Lockouts & Lessons: How I Walked Away From āThe Perfectā Studio Space ā And Why You Might Need To, Too
The first time I saw it, I swear my heart skipped a beat.
Two historic brick buildings, built in 1900, standing side by side like sisters. Each had its own loft ā one for Lumina, my ...
⨠Look At Me Now: The Truth About Building a Dream Life (From the Inside Out)
You see the photos.
The glowing studio lights.
The curated Canva boards.
The workouts that make you feel alive and fierce.
But what you donāt always seeā¦
is the emotional earthquake it takes to become the woman who build...