This is me...was me... on my wedding day seventeen years ago. I was gifted this picture by our wedding photographer and it has hung in our home ever since. Over the past several years, something hasn't resonated with me when I stop and look at this person in the picture. At least once, every day, I have stopped and stared at this image wondering why I don't feel joy like I used to when I see it. Then it hit me. This image of me, on one of the biggest days of my life, properly

I go to the grave to seek answers. Wisdom from the elders who I can no longer physically see but can still hear. Crows scream around me bringing messages from beyond. Shadows are everywhere, some clinging to any life that walks through yearning to speak, to be heard... to be seen. We are not much different in life after death that way. I sit here waiting for the same. I sit waiting for truth, peace, answers... to be seen. I allow the fingertips from beneath where I sit to cli

Attention silent observers watching and listening from afar. Longing for connection and validation for someone to see YOU without judgement.

Fall represents a season of reflection, letting go of what no longer serves us; a shedding of old to make way for the new. A time of spiritual growth and deepening. The "old" doesn't represent any negative aspect of self, rather it can be seen as a layer of what we used to serve us that allowed us to get to where we are now. It's home to some of the shadow-self that kept us alive, sane and moving forward. Healing portraiture was created to honor these shadow spaces, as well

Two years ago, I decided I was ready to test myself and see how it felt to be the person in front of the camera instead of the one behind it