about the writer

:: i look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and i wish

i could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine 

so you know there's nothing but Light

when i see you. 

 ~shinji moon~

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me?

I'm a seeker in a little pond,

wanting to see the design on every stone, know every grain of sand.

and I am so glad that you're joining me here.

I'm Rachel :: writer, wife, mother, daughter, friend, sojourner. I'm a lioness, daughter of Aslan. and it's taken me a very long time to own who I am.

I'm married to my love, five years now, with two little daughters -- #thewildflowergirls -- growing fierce and strong right in front of my eyes.

I'm in process, but aren't we all? I'm learning how to speak myself, how to embrace my faith, and how to own and acknowledge my calling. I am taking my faith and making it personal, identifying myself as a follower of the Most High God instead of with religion. I have tattoos -- five of them -- and each one of them is a piece of my story, a dot on my life's map, an Ebeneezer stone.

I swear sometimes, when I need to make a point, when there are no other words. I'm brave sometimes. I write books about Faeries -- self-published one of them very recently. You can find it here. You can find me on Goodreads too.

I'm passionate about story :: your story, my story. I'm passionate about Jesus Christ, about changing the way the world sees those who wander in His footsteps. that's why I write. I write to clear brush and to lay paving stones.

You'll find a lot here. Sex and feminism coupled with faith and love, motherhood and marriage, womanhood and life.

I love wooden spoons and wooden bowels and ice cream with both. I love teapots, and tea, and coffee, and Dr. Pepper -- caffeine in general, really. I love Shinji Moon and Mary Oliver, T.S. Eliot and Neil Gaiman. I'm a wanna-be foodie with an awe-fear of Gordon Ramsey. I'm obsessed with Ingrid Michaelson.

I want to know you. I talk a lot, and I want to talk to you.

so let's journey together, shall we? I'm blessed and elated, dearheart.