There's a special kind of bravery we rarely celebrate — the kind that asks us to slow down, and simply be. This journal was born from that quiet conviction that rest is not retreat, but where we remember who we are, and where we want to go.
This art is for someone who’s been running hard and needs permission to pause. The journal will hold your space, so you can feel understood, sit with whatever you're carrying, and remember that you're not too much or too little. Just here. Whole. Exactly where you need to be.
The cover is hand-sculpted, unveiling deep grooves that conjure the weathered feeling of tree bark. Tiny golden clay butterflies are nestled into the tree’s heart of soft moss, and a crystal glows above it, like a little light guiding you in.
When you open it, those same butterflies take flight across the pages, with a handwritten note waiting for you - Rest your wings, then soar - offering a little reminder that our wings already know what to do.
The Courage to Rest is featured all of June 2026 at the 5th anniversary See Me. Hear Me. Art Show at Canopy Studios, YYC, 1723 9th Street
Perched on a fly agaric mushroom, a little snail stretches on tiptoe to reach a shimmering crystal, giving you a quiet reminder to take your time. Both the snail and mushroom are lovingly sculpted from clay and nestled deep within the tree, surrounded by soft mossy comfort.
The spine offers a tiny glimpse of the cover, while my butterfly logo flutters quietly on the back. Open the cover to find the first page moss-lined, with a message waiting just for you.
This piece is about planting tender thoughts today, trusting they will bloom tomorrow. It’s a love note sent forward in time… and a mushroom reaching over you to say, you’re safe to grow here.
The inside page takes you on a little rope and moss path, spellbinding you to turn the page to write your story. The cover is hand-sculpted to look and feel like a tree, with two clay fly agaric mushrooms growing inside. Tiny mother of pearl stones lead the way in, reminding us, we’re always guided
This piece is about finding the light when everything feels dark.
The cover is hand-sculpted to look and feel like real bark — inviting you to press your hand against it and feel something in you shift. Preserved moss cradles the hollow, hugging a cluster of golden mushrooms. None of them grew alone. Surrounding them are tiny golden arches and symbols, and above hangs a golden moon, twinkling just for you.
Whatever you're growing through right now, there's a page waiting for it. The inside page holds the words: Even in the dark, something magical is growing.
And it is. You are.
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