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Sunset over Lyon, France

Where the Embers Go

I travel to
remember that
the world is
still sacred.

Journeys through place, culture, history, architecture, and the stories we carry home.

Travel changes us when we let it.
It cracks something open.
It humbles, disorients, and expands us.

Here, I share the places that have moved me — the beauty, the brokenness, the rituals, the details. The kind of travel that stays with you long after you've returned.

May these stories call something alive in you too.

Street in Lyon, France at dusk
Maras salt terraces in the Sacred Valley of Peru

Maras

Sacred Valley · Peru
Cliffs of Étretat in Normandy, France

Wherever My Heart Is

France taught me that home was never something I could locate on a map. It was the feeling of recognizing myself fully — and learning to follow the life that makes me feel most alive.

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The Beginning

Costa Rica was the beginning of everything that came after: the first opening, the first remembering, the first time I could feel my connection to my soul and to Source. Every leap of faith since began here.

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Pura Vida sign beneath cloud-covered mountains in Costa Rica
Moray terraces in the Sacred Valley of Peru

The Valley After the Fire

I arrived in the Sacred Valley after a season that had burned nearly everything I knew. Somewhere among its mountains, I began to understand that what feels like the end of one life can become sacred ground for another.

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