There are stories that don’t just move you — they undo you, gently and all at once. This is one of those stories. A reflection on the show that cracked me open, the ache of motherhood, the beauty of chosen family, and the raw, rooted life I’m growing as a woman, photographer, and homeschooling mother in Port Stephens.

"Returning to Her"

There’s a moment — quiet and holy — where we turn inward and meet the younger version of ourselves. The one who dreamed barefoot, felt everything deeply, and simply wanted to be held with kindness.

This image is a visual prayer to that moment. A mothering of the self. A remembering.

Drawn from the heart of my own healing, this artwork symbolizes the journey of reconnection — where wounds are not hidden but witnessed. Where softness is reclaimed. And where the child within finally feels seen.

My latest blog shares the story behind this image, a piece of my own return. I hope it holds space for your own.

Barefoot & Blooming is about rooting into what matters and growing gently, together. This isn’t just a blog. It’s a space to come as you are.