
When Faith Hurts: A Sacred Reflection for My Fellow Christians and the Ones They’ve Wounded
It has been over a week since I shared an article reflecting on the relationship between yoga and Christian faith, and the wave of responses—some curious, some compassionate, many hostile—has left me both heartbroken and deeply reflective ... So, to those who claim Christ and yet meet others with scorn and superiority: this is not the way.

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🌉 The Bridge Across the Veil Reading
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By Their Fruits, You Will Know Them
It’s been a revealing week.
After sharing from my heart on the intersection of faith, healing, and practices like yoga, I received a wave of responses—some loving and curious, others painfully judgmental. And as I sat with it all, I was reminded of something Jesus once said:
“By their fruits, you will know them.” (Matthew 7:16)
He didn’t say by their labels you will know them.
He didn’t say by their loud declarations, their credentials, or their ability to quote Scripture.
He said: look at the fruit.

Stretching Into Stillness: A Christian Perspective on Yoga
Over the years, I've received many heartfelt messages from people wrestling with whether practices like yoga are compatible with Christianity. Some believe yoga is evil or spiritually dangerous. Others, like myself, have found healing and connection through yoga, not separation from God. I want to speak to those in the middle of this conversation—to offer clarity, compassion, and context.

Becoming the Light: Living from What We’ve Survived
For a long time, I thought I had to be fully healed before I could begin again.
But healing isn’t a finish line. It’s a way of walking.
It’s the breath we choose each morning.
It’s the softness we allow back in.
This isn’t a story of arrival.
It’s a sacred reflection on how I’m living now—after the unmaking, after the darkest room, after the rising.
🌿 Living as a Sacred Sensitive
I used to try to fit into the world’s definition of “strong.”
To be quiet when I felt too much.
To be agreeable when I sensed something was wrong.
To stay small so I wouldn’t scare anyone with the depth of what I knew.
But I no longer shrink my light for the comfort of others.

Finding Light in the Darkest Room: A Sacred Reflection on Spiritual Sensitivity, Trauma, and Healing
This is a story I haven’t shared publicly before. It’s one of pain, confusion, and heartbreak—but also of resilience, spirit, and sacred transformation. For more than a year, I’ve carried it quietly, unsure if the world could hold it with the reverence it deserves. But today, I’m sharing it—for those who need to know they’re not alone.
The day after I lost my beloved dog Riley, who was like a child to me, I was placed in a mental hospital.
