Woke up another year older this week...at the exact minute I was born, after a string of lucid dreams, in a artists cabin with my first two babies sleeping beside me. Then I hopped to an island with an old dear friend to kissed stingrays and swim with magical glowing plankton. I’m not lost on the blessings I hold right now, but the biggest has truly been the peace in my body. For the first time in almost a decade, my nervous system is steady. I’ve stepped out of survival, and through what felt like a constant push, to come out on the other side where there’s an easy flow. something steady and soft. I can feel the change in my bones, my skin and definitely my chest every morning when I wake up. This year stretched me wide open. Demanded more strength, more boundaries, more softness than I thought I was capable of. And I’m just so fkn grateful and proud to be here.