Welcome to The Garden Café — a tucked-away refuge where warm tea mingles with morning light by the soft creek, inviting us to tend the quiet gardens of our becoming.

This weekly newsletter moves at the pace of breath — slow, honest, and unhurried.
It is a soft place to land, a moment carved out of the noise, where you can listen for what is stirring inside you: the subtle shifts, the tender openings, the way your inner seasons echo the rhythms of the Earth.

Here, you’ll find poetry shaped by wind and water, reflections gathered from walking closely with God and the land, and spirit-led musings about returning to your natural rhythm — the one your body remembers, even when life asks you to move faster than your soul can follow.
We listen to the Spirit here, but also to the creek, the soil, the silence.
We honor the holy woven through the earthly, the divine whispers that rise from ordinary moments.

This is more than a newsletter.
It is a warm table waiting for you —
a small sanctuary where your soul can exhale,
a cup held between your palms,
a place where nothing is rushed and everything is welcome.

I’m grateful you’re here, beloved.
Come inside. Sit with me.
There is room for all of you at this table.