Welcome to the rhythm of life. Life does not move in straight lines. It moves in rhythm. The rhythm becomes part of your body, it becomes part of mine. We don't hear it--we live inside of it. 

 Rhythm, Puzzle Pieces, and Butterflies

Rhythm just keeps moving through different stages of life. Life is messy like puzzle pieces scattered across the table; some of the pieces are bright and easy to recognize. Some are flipped over hidden, confusing, this is the rhythm of life. Butterflies are beautiful, I love how they take their time to emerge from their chrysalis, not rush or hurry. The rhythm of life doesn't always emerge slowly.  The reason for my blog  is quiet and deeply personal. I am no expert but I will share the rhythms of my life; the good, the bad and the ugly. This blog is a space for women to share and know they are not alone. A place where transformation is allowed to gently unfold, like the butterfly without the pressure, without the timelines, without comparison. The rhythm, puzzle pieces, and the butterfly are stages of life's journey.