November 1, 2024

So nice to remember all the goodness. To feel grateful for what was. To keep space for what will come.

To sit in the unsure-ness of what awaits me in Asheville and my plan to return there for an extended period and everything in between.

To live into the answers.

This summer was an adventure, a return, an expansion, an explosion.

This fall already feels like a nesting, a reeling it in, a settling, a coziness.

It’s okay to hold onto beautiful memories while also keeping space for the future and what’s to come… right? Right.

Feeling absurdly grateful for Italian summers (with a sprinkle of Greece) and this sweet little life.

Stay tuned: a Greek retreat and a Sicily retreat and a countryside weekend in Italy and and and… they’re all coming. Announcing soon. I promise. ☀️