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Every year as I reflect on my birthday and getting older, I always think about mom. How can I not? She always tried to make birthdays...

Wisdom from Sofia Sloth September has always felt like a month of change. The days grow shorter, the air shifts, and routines begin to...

After a whirlwind trip to Florida, where heat and humidity clung to every step, I’ve returned home with a fuller heart, tired feet, and...

For the past three years, I’ve dreamed of having a greenhouse — a little haven of warmth and life, nestled in the embrace of nature. I...

Social media can be a source of inspiration, education, and connection—but it can also be a space filled with negativity, comparison, and...

I’ve been dreaming about labyrinths for years now—maybe longer. I don’t know why or what is calling me, but the feeling has been there,...

I have always felt a quiet kind of magic in plants—the way they unfurl, stretch toward the light, and transform the simplest elements...

Sixty-two. That’s how old my mom was when she died. Too young. She wasn’t ready—there was still so much life she wanted to live. Places...

“If you can’t fly, then run. If you can’t run, then walk. If you can’t walk, then crawl. But, whatever you do, you have to keep moving...

Maybe you have seen the word on inspirational signs or in a book and wondered, what is this word and how do you pronounce it? Hygge ...

Tapping my inner-wise owl This morning, I realized I had made a mistake. It was a mistake I could correct, but I had to do it immediately...

"...like a butterfly, her wings unfolded." -butterflies rising Ten years ago, I was unfamiliar with the concept of being a coach...