Hey there, I’m Amber and I’m so glad you’re here!
I live in the Oregon countryside with my husband of 19 years and our two kids, Bella (14) + Jax (11) on a pretend farm, in that we do not grow food but we do collect animals like it’s our job.
I find joy sitting on my porch, tending my family + our little farm, and writing words here for you on the internet. I am an intense dog-enthusiast, an over thinker, big feeler, and a fun-haver.
At nearly 40, after a decade of low key body-trauma (the kind you don’t realize is trauma until way later) and massive life transitions that left me feeling completely disconnected from myself and anxiety ridden, I set out on a mission recently, a “journey” you might say, if you’re the hippie type like me;
One of coming home to myself.
To my body. To my desires. To what I really believe and what I even care about. To my anxiety. To my actual right-now life. To my creative self and her ability to find the humor and the heart along the way.
I used to write about how so often we overlook or disregard the things that come naturally to us BECAUSE they come naturally to us.
How we assume we aren’t creative or that our brand of creativity doesn’t really matter in the big scheme of things. We all have passions and talents tucked away in the corner of our heart, but we file those things away in a drawer marked “Later”; a drawer we’ll open and explore Someday. When it’s more convenient.
In the meantime we learn to live with an ache. A longing.
Now? I write about how as women, so often we overlook and disregard the things that happen in our body BECAUSE they happen in our body.
So while I suppose the slant of my writing has recently changed, the impetus remains the same:
The ache. The longing.
The ache of feeling disconnected from your own flesh and bone, and the longing to come home to yourself. Your audacity, your sensuality, your confidence, your playfulness, your femininity, your ability to dream.
Now I write for the woman who feels disconnected from her body and herself. I write for her because I am her.
Maybe you’re here because you feel it too. An ache in that tender, sacred space beneath your skin, the one that begs to be fully inhabited…
That place you have to go to alone, and your Body is the only one who can see you there.
I’m really fascinated with what happens in that space.
I believe that gently pressing down on that ache and listening to what it has to say can bring healing and freedom to places within us we didn’t even know existed.
Embodiment is a lot of what we’ll explore here, but we’ll also take a wider view on what it means to come home to ourselves through mindfulness and different kinds of connection too.
I’ll probably share a fair amount of my life here too, because, well, it’s my blog, so deal with it, Barb.
Thanks for stopping by, I hope you feel at home here!
But mostly? I hope you feel at home in YOU.