One summer many years ago, I found an unusual amount of heart rocks in the course of a month while housesitting at the beach. The first day, I discovered at least ten. Each subsequent day after that, revealed more heart rocks than the day before. That was when my personal mythic language began speaking to me.

When love breaks our hearts, there can sometimes be a refrain that echoes: I’ll never let anyone else hurt me again, and sometimes that can reverberate for years. When love does appear again, if we have not closed our hearts’ doors completely, we might give it another go. Does it work out this time? For a few, it might. For many of us, we find ourselves repeating the same patterns unknowingly and when the newness settles,

Expressive arts therapy is a field of humanistic psychotherapy that uses various forms of art for healing, growth, and transformation…

Several years ago, I was emerging from a cocoon, a cocoon of interior design. Somewhere in the pit of my stomach, in the pit of my soul, a flower, one that had always been there really, it began to bloom. To walk on the path, to become conscious, is to acknowledge when a deep longing is summoning you….

Having choice can help us feel more expansive and free. Choice not only opens up doors, but paints in new windows where there were only walls…

Here is my EXA Manifesto:

The imaginal realm allows us to envision and embody new choices.  

Creativity creates choice. 

Having choice increases resiliency…