Stella Madre

Home is where your heart is — and your heart is in your ribs. Until you can feel at home in yourself, regardless of circumstance, you will wander the earth. When I left the Wild Coast and my marriage, I asked where home would be. That was the answer Spirit gave me. After 14 months of living on the road (I still don’t quite know how I did that), I want to say I have found HOME, and a place to invest in. A place to sink my toes into the mud, build something proper, and let something real take...

A Regan Grace Chronicle ONE The labour begins.  Penny, the dextrous and dainty tortoiseshell cat, pounces, purrs, and then settles...

The woman I was is dead. I’m creating space for the one I’m becoming. My story is a soul-forging initiation of dust, dreams, and destiny....