January 2026 Journal
It’s been a minute….
Not because there was nothing to say — but because I didn’t want to write just to follow the noise. January is loud. Full of declarations, reinventions, and pressure to emerge as something “new”. And if I’m honest, the New Year, New Me narrative has never sat comfortably with me.
Coming Home to the Self: What Nature and God Have Been Whispering to Me
The Wild Remedy wasn’t born out of a perfect life. It grew out of healing. Out of the cracks.

