You Don’t Have to Call Yourself an Artist to Make Something Beautifuld

So many people want to write a family story, sew a quilt, or start a custom journal, but they stop before they begin because they think, “I’m just not creative.”

As your Creativity Coordinator, I am here to change that. I join you at the very beginning, breaking down the intimidating steps of storytelling, fiber arts, and self-publishing into easy, enjoyable milestones. Together, we will bring your ideas to life and create a finished masterpiece you will be incredibly proud to display in your home or share with the world.


Turn Ideas into Handcrafted Masterpieces

Fiber Arts & Textile Design

You don’t need years of training to work with fabric and yarn. I provide friendly, step-by-step guidance in classic crocheting and sewing to help you build confidence from your very first stitch.

Looking for a unique way to decorate your home? We can also explore textile-on-canvas art, mixing fabrics, textures, and layers to design a custom, tactile masterpiece that you will be proud to hang on your wall. Whether you are holding a crochet hook for the first time or creating abstract fabric canvas art, I walk right alongside you.

Storytelling & Self-Publishing

Have a family story, memoir, or book idea inside you? I help you organize your thoughts, structure your story, and navigate the independent publishing process step-by-step to get your book in print.

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Custom Journals & Paper Crafts

Design a functional piece of art from scratch. I guide you through creating custom journals and memory books, blending beautiful papers and bindings into a keepsake built entirely by you.

Love Letter to God #12

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Most High Lord,

I tried to do it on my own
I taught it to my children, too.
We tried to save ourselves
And steal the glory from You.

We forced Your Word
To the back of our minds.
We ran after fame and fortune
And comfort, we fell right in line

With greed and sin
With corruption and lust.
We forgot Your Way
And that You are just.

I don’t want to wait
Until my days are at an end
To come to myself
And to fully comprehend,

I am not my own.
I was bought with a price.
You are my Savior and protection
You beam the sacrifice.

I can wait no longer
I have to return
To the safety of Your arms.
To the peace I have desperately yearned.

I’m coming to you now
I’m bringing my family along
We are full of shame and regret
But it’s with You we belong.

Show us how to remain
How to submit.
Give us the path to take
We will walk in it.

Because our only hope is in you,

Your Humble Beloved

Jeremiah 30:19-21 (NIRV)

People of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you won’t weep anymore. When you cry out to the Lord for help, he will have mercy on you. As soon as he hears you, he’ll answer you. He might treat you like prisoners. You might eat the bread of trouble. You might drink the water of suffering. But he will be your Teacher. He won’t hide himself anymore. You will see him with your own eyes.  You will hear your Teacher’s voice behind you. You will hear it whether you turn to the right or the left. It will say, “Here is the path I want you to take. So walk on it.”

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