Here is What I Know For Sure

This journey, this path of Finding Sanctuary, is what my life is about. I can’t wait to share it with you and to have you share your experiences with me in return. Join me. Let’s hold space for each other and walk together for awhile. I’m really glad you’re here.

Sanctuary for the Holidays

A Sanctuary Holiday. Is that even possible? If you are anything like me, you have experienced (and yes, created for yourself) holidays that are over-scheduled, over-stuffed and over-blown. It happens. It’s horrifying, but it happens.

Sanctuary: The Anti-Trend

Don’t get me wrong — I love fashion and trends as much as anyone. But when it comes to the sanctuaries I design, I’m not as excited to explore the latest looks or to follow the crowd.

Belonging, Sanctuary and Silver Threads

I’m sitting down to write this on September 28th. My dad would have been 74 years old today. But, as he only made it to his 68th year, he isn’t here to sip this celebratory whiskey with me. I’ll have to drink it alone, which makes me laugh. He once told me that he never …

The five questions I ask myself every day

This happened just the other day: I’m sitting with a good friend I haven’t seen in forever, and I was talking about sanctuary and the utter revolution it has been in my life. She asked, “So you have this place of peace – that’s really wonderful. But what do you do when…

The alchemy of vulnerability

Magic happens when we lower our defenses and approach the world unguarded and vulnerable.  I took that risk at a talk I gave to designers across the country a few weekends ago.

Time Capsule Letter to Myself, The Birthday Girl

Hello, honey. Today is our birthday. We have A LOT to celebrate. And since birthdays are perfect timing for reflection, for taking stock, I wanted to write to you with a hint of what’s ahead, a reminder of what’s worth considering.

Side Effects of Sanctuary

Last weekend I asked my husband if he wanted to go out to dinner or to a movie. He gave an embarrassed laugh and said, “You know, I’d honestly rather stay in.” I chuckled, said I felt the same, but didn’t want to seem boring. He laughed and said that wanting to stay home…

Being broken open

On a sunny day in Asheville in a crystal shop I spotted along the road, I held a geode in my hands. My eyes took in the glitter of the crystals that had grown within, but my mind was on my son, my daughter, and where we were all headed.