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There are moments when I don’t need advice. I don’t need perspective. I don’t need to “process.” I just need something to hold me steady long enough for my nervous system to remember where it is. That’s where music comes in. Certain songs don’t demand anything from me. They don’t ask me to feel better or understand what I’m feeling. They don’t rush me toward resolution. They just sit with me — steady, familiar, regulating. They become structure when my thoughts are too loud.

We treat winter like an interruption. Like something to get through so we can resume “real life” in the spring. But winter isn’t a pause button. It ’s a boundary. It’s the season that says: not everything gets to keep going at the same speed. The light shortens. The days slow down. The world quietly insists on less. And we fight it. We try to stay just as productive. Just as available. Just as energized. We call exhaustion a motivation problem instead of a seasonal reality.

We talk about safety like it’s supposed to feel good all the time. Soft. Pleasant. Easy. But real safety doesn’t always feel comfortable. Sometimes it feels boring. Sometimes it feels repetitive. Sometimes it feels like structure instead of softness. Safety is predictability. It’s knowing what happens next. It ’s understanding the rules of a space without having to guess. It ’s trusting that your needs won’t suddenly become a problem because they’re inconvenient. Comfort is a

I’m not doing resolutions this year. Not because I don’t want to grow, but because I already know what growth feels like—and it’s not a checklist. This year, I’m carrying forward what actually held me together. I’m carrying: systems that make life easier instead of more impressive tools that help me show up without burning out the quiet understanding that my pace is not a flaw I’m carrying the lessons that didn’t come from productivity books, but from moments where my body sa

We spend a lot of time talking about how to give  a good apology. But let’s be honest: being on the receiving  end can be just as tricky....

There’s an apology that makes everything better, and there’s an apology that makes everything worse. Most of us have heard the bad kind:...

Let’s get this out of the way: you’re going to mess up. In grooming, in conversations, in life, mistakes are part of the deal. Clippers...

There’s a phrase that feels tiny but weighs about a thousand pounds: “I don’t understand.” For a lot of us—especially if you’re...

We all know about employee onboarding—fill out the forms, get the handbook, watch the outdated training video with the bad stock music....

For a long time, I used to just… guess. If instructions didn’t make sense, I’d try to figure it out myself and hope for the best....

Let’s be real: most miscommunication in the workplace isn’t about laziness or bad intentions. It’s about mismatched styles colliding. I...

Every dog was bred to do something.  Herd sheep. Chase rats. Guard estates. Curl up on someone’s lap and look adorable. And here’s the...

Every new groomer thinks speed is the ultimate goal. “How fast should I be?” “When will I be able to do a full groom in two hours?” “Am I...

You bathe the dog. You towel them off. You turn on the dryer and—boom—tiny hurricane. Hair in your lip gloss, arms on fire, dog glaring...

Here’s the thing about grooming: the dogs are usually the easy part. It’s the people  that can make you want to crawl under the grooming...

When people picture grooming school, they usually imagine something between a beauty academy and a puppy playpen.  Reality check? It’s...

Brushing. The thing every pet owner swears they’re doing “all the time”… until you put a comb through their dog and it stops halfway down...

Let me walk you through something. Because if you ever sat next to me while I’m writing a blog post, you might think: “This is chaos.” ...

I’ve never needed a break from AI. Not because I’m overly obsessed with it, or because I never questioned how I was using it. Quite the...

I use it to write with  me. Because for someone like me—neurodivergent, easily overloaded, allergic to small talk and all things fluffy...