Spending a week on a Texas ranch brought horses, family surprises, homemade bread, and a quiet full moon tarot ritual under wide Texas skies.

After our dog was hit by a vehicle and went missing, I was certain he was gone. This is the story of a lost dog returned home — and the long night in between.

As this year comes to a close, I find myself pausing to look back with gratitude. This has been a year of growth, creativity, courage, and quiet transformation. In this post, I’m sharing a heartfelt thank you, a few reflections from the path behind me, and a glimpse of what’s unfolding in the year ahead