The land of fresh perspectives, endless horizons, and beautiful doors.

I think about lost dreams. Our lost dreams.

Places that pull us off the grid.

“Are you happy?”

Happy Holidays, friends!

Sometimes the only way out is through.

Today, December 22, I move into the last year of my twenties.

Places that are cloaked in warmth. Places where the air feels heavy and time moves slow.

I’ve been thinking a lot about assumptions lately…

Above the clouds.

We're told from a young age to chase happiness.

I think about our stories.

Places that are engulfed by an all too familiar fog.

Before I left Germany, I was overcome with intense anxiety.

So what happens when you're heartfelt and strong in emotion, but the physical starts to betray you...?

Move through this life like it’s yours to live.

Whatever peace, gratitude, and slowing down looks to you I hope you’ll join me this Thanksgiving in that practice.

But what if it’s time we take a moment...

What are they made of?

For 7 days, the book challenges its readers to no longer use negative language, no criticism (for self or others), and no complaints...