I'm excited to announce that first ever Love Necklace Campaign: Empower Her Sessions are in full swing, and we are moving along with powerful grace. The mission of this program is to diminish domestic violence through education and empowerment.
Read MoreI’m writing openly and vulnerably about the realities of life on a small Caribbean island, and my journey as I use three mediums (watercolor, writing, and jewelry design) to build a social impact brand that supports women’s health, safety, and dignity, and how I am learning to use mindfulness and spirituality to guide me through the deepest struggles and most trying times.
Read MoreThe more time I spend on the island, the more I understand the beauty of God's voice. Sometimes he gently whispers and sometimes he roars with passion. One thing is certain, He makes his presence known.
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I approached the crude structure and pulled aside a piece of madras fabric that had been fashioned into an entrance. Incense smoke twisted and curled through the air in a thick haze. As my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit, smoke filled room, they fixated upon a Nefertiti-esque woman.
I arrived in San Pedro town on Tuesday evening, after a long day of travel. My love was waiting for me at the water taxi station, ready to take me to a private house on a secluded beach front property on the north side of the island. He planned to help a friend with some work on the property while giving me some quiet time to work on my art.
Read MoreThe concept of surrender doesn’t come as innately as my urge to control, so I guess it makes sense that I’ve been at a loss for words. In fact, it’s such a foreign concept to me that the Universe has continued to send me an army of angels to guide me toward living through surrender.
Read MoreAs an artist with a three and a half year old creative business, I have seen an abundance of ebbs and flows. Sometimes I'm splashing around in a high tide, and sometimes the tide is so low, I wonder if I'm about to be engulfed by a tsunami.
Read MoreI was raised Catholic. In my family, every Sunday we would put on our Sunday best, go to church, then attend a donut and orange-flavored punch reception in the rectory, followed by Sunday school.
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