From The Trees to Seas

Hello friends! It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

I stepped away from blogging for a time, truthfully, because I lost myself for a while. I didn’t have a clear purpose or a steady rhythm. I hopped from theme to theme, never quite knowing why I felt drawn to share, only that something inside me wanted to.

I never imagined that a season spent by the ocean in Florida would be the very thing that brought me home – to myself.

Stepping away from old routines, expectations, and obligations gave me the space to breathe. Without those old structures, I found grace. I found quiet. And in that quiet, I began to find me.

And while I was learning to grow into myself again… I discovered I was also growing someone new. A little soul, nested deep inside me. I have just five weeks left before we welcome our newest blessing into our family of three. And during this pregnancy, something extraordinary has taken root.

My husband and son have been anchors and catalysts – loving mirrors helping me dive into my own shadows, burn away the weeds, and release the energies that no longer belong.

As I’ve carried this new life within me, I’ve also been rebirthing parts of myself.

I’ve pulled up the roots of who I thought I was – those beliefs planted by fear, shame, or expectation. And I’ve begun tending the long-neglected parts of me that were always waiting for light. The healing has been slow and sacred: part shadow work, part soul work, and all transformation.

Florida gave me the season I needed – a pause to prune back what no longer served, and to water the parts of me I almost forgot. I’ve begun to remember who I truly am.

So, if you’ve been with me before: thank you. Thank you for witnessing.

And if you’re new here – welcome. This is a space for honest living, slow growth, and honoring the seasons of self. I write as a wife, a mother, a daughter, and a soul learning how to live more deeply rooted in the rhythms of the earth and heart.

Here’s to the seasons that shape us,
Mikaela