The morning of May 18, 1980 started like any other day on our property. I remember being in our makeshift kitchen baking bread when I noticed something dust-like blowing through our open structured dwelling. I ignored it at first, but over the course of a couple hours I noticed our tents, countertop, dishes – everything…
My family and I would travel an hour to the nearest town to fill our water buckets and rinse our bodies off at the local car wash. Life was all about survival. I was the fire starter in this family, the person pushing our momentum at every turn. Whether planting seeds for vegetables, hand-digging a…
The stories I am sharing in my blogs are based on the Hero’s Journey and my goal is to teach you to begin to look at your stories through this lens. This will be the entry point to your healing and igniting change in your life. Listen to the nudges and yearnings. Share and inquire;…
