All tagged Recovery
I haven’t posted on my blog since July — and honestly, that pause was necessary and intentional. My strategy: keep a steady pace, tap into joy and pleasure, lead with love, and apply the skills learned from the last seven years of navigating entrepreneurship and recovery. I’m still in awe that my baby is seven years old today. My how time flies!
Before the van. Before life on wheels. Before I completely change my life, again… let me tell you the story about my evolution into the Nomad of Mercy.
I’ve always known I wasn’t meant to stay in one place.
Even when I didn’t fully understand it, I’ve felt that pull to wander freely, the call to live simply, and breathe easefully. And with less than a week until my birthday, I’m finally giving myself the gift I’ve dreamed of since I was a teenager: permission to imagine and create a different life.
Let’s be honest—spring doesn’t just show up like “BOOM! Blossoms and butterflies!” It’s more like: a thunderstorm one day, summer weather the next, and existential dread sprinkled throughout. Coming back after hibernation feels a lot like that too.
In a world that glorifies hustle and productivity, it can feel counterintuitive to embrace rest as an essential part of your success and well-being. Yet, Mother Nature provides us with an important reminder: some of the most resilient creatures thrive (surviving implied) by slowing down, retreating, and conserving their energy through hibernation.
Now is the season to fully commit to our individual healing, liberating ourselves collectively, and living in our natural state globally. Rest is our pathway in the physical, dreams are our gateway in the spiritual, and our mental health reflects our current state of well-being.
Every story has a profound impact on the movement of a city. Tasha Marie's story is one to watch. From her work and advocacy for recovery and mental health to her journey to purpose in the world's largest small city.
Reclaiming our mind, body, and spirit from oppression as individuals is the true revolution. That is where liberation rises and oppression falls. Thus, freedom, much like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.
I’ve never been one to celebrate V-day, I barely acknowledge it, and my experience 3 years ago definitely overshadows it now. What if I told you that I remember almost everything about that experience?
The stories I’ve heard from others dealing with this, similar conditions, or other chronic illnesses have broken my heart yet inspired me to continue to use my platform and my voice to advocate for myself, others like me, and the necessity of rest and equitable healthcare.
