Whispers in
the Chaos

A soulful reflection on grief, moon phases, and learning to trust spiritual signs after loss. A gentle reminder that healing doesn’t mean always shining.

A soulful poem about reclaiming identity, softness, and self-worth in a world that often confuses attention with love. For every woman becoming herself again.

In a world that constantly pulls us outward, it's easy to lose touch with who we truly are. This post explores what it means to come home to yourself—not by becoming someone new, but by gently remembering who you were before the world asked you to shrink. Through personal reflection and simple, soulful practices, you'll find encouragement to begin your own return—one breath, one truth, one moment at a time.

Earth experiences the winter solstice when the shortest and darkest day of the year passes and a new, longer day begins. Winter solstice...

The Ego Says : You won't make it through this storm and chaos. The Soul Anwers : I am the STORM, the CHAOS and the LIGHT that will emerge...

"In every moment, the Universe is whispering to you. You're constantly surrounded by signs, coincidences, and synchronicities. All aimed...

"I can't wait to see how the Universe and I co-create the miracles I experience today." Val Blair

I was blessed to have the honor of learning the teachings of the Heart Sutra from the Dalai Lama. The Heart Sutra chant is for the...