Releasing blame, reclaiming truth, and choosing love over old roles Some stories don’t rush to be told. They wait patiently—until our...

I'm so grateful to be on this human journey with my daughter Artemisia Love As I look out upon the Sangre de Cristos Mountains with my morning coffee, the morning light illuminating the ridgelines, I find myself in a moment of quiet reflection. It’s the kind of stillness that invites an inner unveiling—not the dramatic kind, but the subtle, holy kind that shifts something fundamental in your being. Yesterday, I shared a reflection on social media about my relationship with m