Generational cycle breakers NEED the whimsy…NOT more of “the work” and maybe that’s a hot take, but it’s a hill I will die on 💯
Growth, for us, is inevitable - we are literally oriented on a path where we wouldn’t be able to stop it from happening even if we tried and we’ve never been more resourced than we are right now
Same with resilience. It’s in our DNA - I can confidently guarantee that there’s nothing you can’t come back from
I could say the same about strength and faith too
Those are things we don’t need to search hard for at all because it is so second nature for us
What I’ve been noticing for most us - our “work” is in the play, in the joy and in the receptivity of all the magic that is here now
It’s in the slow down, the belly breath, the laughter, the shared dialogue that goes beyond the surface, the art, the love, the wonder - the ALIVENESS
That’s where the juice is - and that’s why I decided to bring back a whole new iteration of the Creative Cocoon - a Return to Eros edition, a space for women & whimsy 💫
A 12 week virtual cocoon for us to dive all the way in to play, creativity, joy and pleasure together in sisterhood, exploring places we haven’t yet explored, and have the most fun while doing so
And since I don’t have a surface level bone in my body, our dialogues will offer depth
Women who come into this are craving a soulful type of space and dedicated time to experience real, authentic connection with themselves and with others
Maybe a little uplifting encouragement towards moving forward on some creative passion projects of their own
& I’d love to have you a a part of it 🌹
12 weeks to explore the 12 faces of Eros in sisterhood with 12 of the most top tier women
The applications are now open and close on 4/4
We start on April 6th :)
1hr zoom calls will be held Monday from 4-5pm PST | 7-8pm EST | 12-1pm NZ time ❤️
I seriously cannot wait to be with you all and open this portal
The magic that has come out of past cocoons has been insanely amazing and I know this will be nothing short of that :)
DM me ❤️
If you’re going to rehearse the worst case scenario, you might as well try rehearsing the best case scenario too.
how beautiful it is when you let yourself dream up what it’ll be like, feel like, taste like, smell like, when it all works out.
I have a feeling it will :)
what a season it’s been right? I’m reminding myself to keep breathing, through it all.
every single day has brought some invitation for growth.
to do something that challenges my comfort, complacency, and stagnation.
yet, I’ve never felt so calm, and surrendered to the process. never felt so here for it all.
I’ve been prioritizing what matters most to me lately and letting go of a lot.
mostly old patterns that don’t work for where we’re goin. has it been an easy shedding? not really, but I’m so happy about it because the woman I’m becoming is someone I am so proud of.
I want to say I’m not sure how I’m holding it all, but that wouldn’t be the truth. This is what I’ve been “training” for this whole time. little by little expanding my capacity.
the creative portal is opened my love
anything is possible from here
take a breath & a step forward
here with you ❤️
Benefits of hill sprints for women👀 in case you’re wondering why we love and encourage this
• Supports hormone health & longevity
• Helps maintain lean muscle & metabolism as we age
• Boosts power, speed, and bone density
• Improves insulin sensitivity & energy use
• Short, intense efforts = big returns without long workouts
Hill sprints are for baddies who want to feel amazing, energized and powerful 💥
Bonus points if you do them under the sunshine ☀️
Have you tried hill sprints? Let us know in the comments if you’ve tried them and what you think 💬
33 🎂🎉 Holy wow. My heart has felt so incredibly open and tender in the days leading up to this. Naturally, I’ve been reflecting on all the places this life has led me to. And all the people I’ve had the privilege of falling so deeply in love with over the years. Witnessing how much I’ve had to shed to become the woman I am today. It’s never felt easier to let go of what’s needed to fall away in order for the level of rebirth that’s taken place. What a gift it is to be alive, in this moment, in this way.
Lately I’ve found myself pausing to really look into the eyes of the people who love me, who see me, like REALLY see me. And my eyes well up with tears. My heart fills with so much love. It’s almost as if for the first time ever, I’m finally letting it allllll the way in. I laugh thinking about how long it’s taken me to fully grasp the miracle of this existence, but then still, I’m in the deepest bow at the truth that I’ve arrived at this knowing at all, when some, unfortunately, never will.
I’ve never felt more alive than I do now. And never more inspired to awaken that aliveness in others simply by being.
I’ll be having a private birthday Kakao ceremony on Sunday 11/23 with my dearest friends, and it’s lighting up my whole heart knowing I’ll be celebrating in community, in connection. This was truly my only birthday wish.
I won’t be posting any details publicly, but if you feel inspired to come celebrate life with me and my sweet soul family, you can DM me for an invite. Mahalo a million times for being here. For all your love and support in my world. My prayer is that you feel just as loved and supported as I do with you here.
Xo
Candy
In Nahuatl, Mikiztli is often translated as “death,” but to the Mexica, it meant a sacred transition in the great cycle of life.
Most people recognize Día de los Muertos for its colors, candles, and altars filled with marigolds and photos of loved ones, but it began as an ancient Mexica tradition to honor Mikiztli.
The Mexica did not see death as final or tragic. Life and death were two sides of the same rhythm. When someone died, their spirit continued into another realm.
Two major festivals spanning over 40 days in July/August honored this understanding: Miccailhuitontli (“Feast of the Little Dead”) for children and Hueymiccaihuitl (“Great Feast of the Dead”) for adults and ancestors. Families built altars with food, flowers, cacao, copal, and figurines to nourish and welcome the spirits. Each element had meaning, and the altars mirrored the universe: heavens above, earth in the middle, and the underworld below.
The deities Mictlantecuhtli and Mictecacihuatl presided over these festivals as caretakers of souls and the great cycle of life.
When Spanish colonizers arrived, the observances shifted to early November, merging with All Saints’ and All Souls’ Days. Yet the essence remains: death is a transformation. Remembering those who came before keeps the cycle whole. Nothing truly dies, it only changes form.
Tonight, the city honors this tradition at the Annual MIKIZTLI Festival at the AZ Center, hosted by The Cultural Coalition, with a community altar, cultural artists, music, dancing, and a procession for our transitioned loved ones.
Hope to see you there ♾️🔥♾️
I’ve been in a different kind of season of growth lately and I can feel it in every cell of my being. A quieter strength. A deeper breath.
A version of me that’s finally integrated all the wisdom gained through a lifelong exploration of truth.
I’ve never felt more present than I do now. I finally feel more available to embrace all of life.
The highs, the heartbreaks, the stillness in between. The routine and the ritual. The wild and the wondrous.
I’ve followed every flicker of curiosity like a thread, and it’s led me not only to this moment but to my REAL self.
And honestly? The woman I’ve become… she’s pretty dang rad.
When I zoom out and look at the fruits of this journey - the purpose-filled path I’ve poured years of intention into, the soul-deep connections I’m honored to walk with, the healing that’s moved through my family line, the art I’ve been inspired to make, and the sacred places I’ve stood in awe of on this planet…
I see more clearly than ever.
And while clarity doesn’t mean the darkness disappears, it does mean I know how to meet it now.
To welcome it all.
To say yes to the whole thing.
And that feels damn good.
If I could leave you with one prayer, it would be this:
Follow what sparks your heart.
Trust yourself and God.
Learn to be with what is.
Not just in part, but fully.
With tenderness, with reverence and with your whole being.
Because this moment right here is your very temporary and rich life and it really is worth loving every bit of it.
Mahalo a million x for being a part of mine ❤️
📸 @_sunnycheyenne
Sharing “Come Find Me” at one of favorite little art portals in Phoenix AZ - this is a poem I wrote for the 6 week creative cocoon course I started back in November
This was such a beautiful space and experience that I decided to host another one starting early February
The poem has since been interpreted by others in many different ways which is always beautiful to hear - one person even said that they thought it was about meeting with God or their higher self which I totally could feel
Isn’t that what creating art is anyway, a meeting with God (the Creator)?
😌
Xoxo
