Anchored is a course that lays the Biblical foundation for identity and self-worth defined by the Trinity: God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. Anchored dives deeper into TBRI® Connecting Strategy-Mindfulness. From a faith-based perspective, it assists in answering the question, “What am I bringing to my relationships and my life?” Is my identity defined by the truth of my Christian faith or something else? Where is God to me? Who is God to me?
I love and am so honored my God has entrusted me to walk with His kids to help them see themselves how He sees them. 🙂
Everyone has a story. Making Sense of Your Worth is a beautiful space I am honored to walk with individuals to help them see what has been defining them
For most people, that story defines your life. It was never meant to be that way. Without the presence of a loving, consistent, attuned caregiver, we often don’t fully develop the capacity to be able to handle simple things in life…simply because life in itself can be overwhelming. It is in our stories that we struggle to move forward and become able to participate fully in our present life.
Self-Worth is the foundation of who you are as a human being. It plays a role in every decision you make and in every relationship you have. It helps sustain you through difficult times and helps you experience authentic joy and love!
It’s Okay by NightBirdie To Live Ministry is in no way endorsed by NightBirdie, we just are moved by her story, no matter what you are going through… it’s OK.
Visit To Live Ministry at www.toliveministry.org to learn more about my work with families and individuals, “Building a community of people loving people- ensuring everyone is seen, heard, and valued
TBRI® is a trauma-informed, evidence-based, holistic approach that brings healing through meeting the needs within the family unit. TBRI® provides a systematic approach to restoring the foundation for mental health.
TBRI® came into my world because I am an adoptive mom. But what I didn’t know is that knowing and training in TBRI® would change everything in the trajectory of my life, but also in my relationship with my bio kids. I strived for so long to “do it right” when in reality, they only needed me to “be present and show up” for them. I am honored to walk with families and train, and my kids have given me a “redo” in the things I did not know as their mother.
You can learn more about my work with TBRI® at ToLiveMinistry.org
In my work, I see a recurring theme: women raising children with special needs—often on their own. There’s no daycare for these kids, and even if such services existed, the funds simply aren’t there to make them accessible. Many of these women are working hard, doing the best they can, yet they don’t qualify for support. They’re surviving week to week, carrying an incredible weight alone.
But I see something new on the horizon—a movement that will change this story. A Place to Live will be more than housing; it will be a community. A space where single mothers raising children with special needs can come together, support one another, and walk this journey side by side. This isn’t free housing—it’s about creating an environment of collaboration and cooperation, where needs are met through shared strength and resources
I’ve been wondering more about who You are— the purity, the rawness of Your being, my Creator, the One who loves me completely, without conditions, without expectations.
Each day I find myself longing for more of You, yearning to dwell in that sacred, intimate place. I wonder—what does Your fragrance hold? Is it one essence, or a symphony of all things?
Does it breathe like the warm, salty air where the ocean kisses the horizon? Or shimmer like the brilliant light of sunset?
Perhaps it carries the comfort of friendship, like a steaming cup of coffee shared in quiet grace, or the tender freshness of a seed breaking free, bursting upward with life and promise.
Maybe it is the hush of a summer morning, where dragonflies dance in golden light, or the deep, resinous breath of pine forests.
Do You smell like the promise after spring rain, or the open meadow untouched by trees, where wildflowers bloom in secret harmony?
Perhaps You hold the hum of a summer day, where bees wander from blossom to blossom, or the smoky warmth of a campfire beneath a starlit summer night.
Maybe You are the gentle embrace of a child, or the artistry of all these scents combined— a fragrance poured out like love itself, woven from eternity, grace, and wonder.
Tell me my Lord—what does Your fragrance truly smell like?
Song of Songs 1:3 TPT
Your presence releases a fragrance so pleasing over and over poured out. For your lovely name is “Flowing Oil.” No wonder the brides-to-be adore you.
This season is about finding intimacy with my Creator—learning to truly lean into every place and every space, and to be fully known and loved unconditionally by Him.
“My beloved one, both handsome and winsome, you are pleasing beyond words. Our resting place is anointed and flourishing, like a green forest meadow bathed in light. Rafters of cedar branches are over our heads and balconies of pleasant-smelling pines.” Song of Songs 1:16-17 TPT
When I work with individuals and families, I talk a lot about attachment. It’s the foundation for how we navigate life. Everybody’s goal should be to achieve earned secure attachment—the capacity to give care, receive care, negotiate needs, and be ok with autonomous self. Personally, I’ve been working very hard on this for a very long time, striving for these character traits to define who I am. My identity is as a daughter of the king of kings Jesus, He defines me and has determined my worth.
Recently, I had a moment where this might be solidified in my security of who I am.
A very special grandson of mine told me this past week, “You smell like a flower that a rhino pooped on.”
Do you find yourself in the same place week after week with your child?
“I’m tired of the way they make me feel like I’m a ___.” (Fill in the blank.)
The struggle is not with your child; it’s with you. Hard words—but nobody can make you feel anything. What you’re hearing is an echo—an echo from your own story, carried through time, reminding you of a place, a soul wound, that needs to be refined.
If there’s anything in those words that ring true. I’m here to help you uncover why are you think and feel like you do. Together, we will uncover the authentic you.
I’ve been working with a family for about half a year now. When I first met Mom, she really wasn’t connected to her son. During our first visit, she leaned in and was teachable —bringing her son close, holding his hands, and speaking to him while looking into his eyes.
Here’s the thing about this little boy: he is on the spectrum and, for the most part, nonverbal.
As time went on, Mom was having some challenges during bath time, specifically with him wanting to get out of the bathtub. I introduced a visual timer—a simple tool to help kids see time moving. Many children with complex trauma don’t have an internal sense of time, so this visual support regulating. The timer ended up staying in their bathroom.
In the last couple of weeks, her son came home from school extremely hungry. Mom had already started cooking and told him, “The food is cooking. It’ll be done soon.” Her little boy went into the bathroom, grabbed the timer, and set it so he could see how long it would take.
What a beautiful win.
To see this child—who has been locked inside his own body and mind, with very few words to communicate—use a tool to express his need and help his mom understand him is incredibly powerful. When given the opportunity, he was able to share, to see, and to let his mom know what he needed.
I love my work. I love seeing the wins. I’m grateful for this season, and grateful for all the trials that allow me to help families find freedom, healing, and hope.
It’s in the little moments when, all of a sudden, a breakthrough happens. I have a beautiful story about a little boy who doesn’t have words. His mom shared a wonderful, moving experience with her son. She and another caregiver were driving in the car with him in the backseat. He was diligently playing on his iPad while Mom and the other caregiver were having a conversation about her husband. I don’t know the depth of what the conversation was about—and it doesn’t matter in this situation.
What is most significant is that, as they mentioned Dad’s name, this little boy—who hasn’t spoken in the context of anything going on around him—simply said, “Papa.” As Dad’s name was mentioned, he spoke. There’s a breakthrough happening. It’s a beautiful thing.
I love that I get to be a part of these stories. The things that some may see as small and insignificant are massive for these families. They’ve lived in secondary trauma, not knowing what to do for years. They are working with Integrated Sensory in Green Bay getting the physical needs met, and now addressing the relational needs through Trust-Based Relational Intervention®️, healing has begun. Connection has begun.
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