Love leads, weaves, unites all the chapters of life. And my grandmother, Peggy, pictured above as a darling and mischievous child, taught me through recited rhymes and a curiosity-driven life, to always return to love to be the guiding light.

Life is all about love, even and especially in the cereal aisle. And a loving thank you to Jack Douglas photography for the above snapshot. Give him a follow at itsjackdouglas on Instagram for dreamy photo adventures.

I arrive to August in Austin with a heart grateful for cooler air and softer reflections conjured by a Mercury Retrograde spun life review.

Choose compassion. Choose coffee. Choose reverent self-caring.

Prioritizing peace and self-care to keep me serene and steady in the tides of a summer that is surprisingly busy.

May I be awake.

My experiences of being the new girl in a big city strengthen the architecture of my social being. Remembering the loneliness, the desperate desire to belong and be seen instructs me on how I want to show up for others in the creation, cultivation and expansion of community.

Texas sweat shimmers my spirit word for my 28th year to the surface to guide and teach louder becoming.

Freedom is my spirit word for my 27th year and sets me loose to the West Texas winds and to a spin around the sun that redirects and reroutes to a liberation as expansive as the desert. Moment captured by West Texas whisperer, Misty Pittman .

The golden rules of improv lead the way as I step onto the life stage.