We live in an age that makes it easy to avoid discomfort—but at what cost? On why resilience, joy, and real confidence are only built by doing the hard things (and why I’ll still keep my cozy blanket).

Dreams aren’t always the destination—they’re sometimes just the starting point. On change, faith, and letting God dream bigger for you than you ever dared for yourself.

After a night at a Hozier concert, I’m thinking about grief, faith, and why sometimes all we need is one small door left open to God.

I didn’t see the divinity in real time. But it was there. It always is.

You don’t have to fake it. But you might have to force it. Until you feel it.

It’s not about how you’re perceived. It’s about living in alignment with your values. Also: wear what you want. Pulling it off is a state of mind.

Truth is weird. Experience is real. Faith isn’t a competition. And none of us have the whole elephant. Let’s talk about the gray space where God actually shows up.

If you’ve ever felt too much, not enough, or like you don’t fit in faith—this is your invitation back in. We’re done with the gatekeeping. It’s time to build something new. Together.

If prayer feels weird, awkward, or like something you forgot how to do—same. But maybe it’s less about saying the “right” thing, and more like catching up with your best friend about your nails. Let’s talk about it.

I once wore a swimsuit to a business conference to avoid being frantic. And honestly? I’d do it again. Let’s talk about why rushing ruins everything, and how stillness isn’t just spiritual—it’s essential. Be still. And maybe put on pants. Or don’t.