This is a corner for candid sharing of my lived experience, practical tools, and poetic musings — sometimes structured, often messy, always real.
Feel free to grab a cuppa & sit with me a while.
Kel 🙏💜🌈
A Moment at the Line
A quiet moment arrived while I was hanging clothes on the line — nothing special, just sunlight, fabric, and breath. For a few still seconds, the noise fell away and the truer self beneath it all came forward. Not a becoming, but a remembering. Sometimes presence finds us in the simplest places.