A writer, creative, and woman who’s had to begin again more times than I can count. My journey to the present moment has been shaped by survival, grief, heartbreak, healing, joy and all the quiet moments in between.

Life and death live in the power of words and someone once told me — when I write, flowers grow.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve also been told I should write a book.

So I did.

Well… sort of. I wrote a journal — for my sisters.
An offering.
An invitation back to self.

Full Bloom was born in another quiet time, when grief once again became my companion — a force I didn’t ask for, but one that continues to shape me all the same.
And it reminded me, who better than me to alchemise pain into something gentle and precious?

This journal is for the woman piecing herself back together after everything has fallen apart.
And for the one who keeps choosing to rise every time it may happen again.

For the woman who finds herself at the crossroad, at the start of a new journey not yet sure of which direction she wants to take.

It’s for softness after survival.
For truth after silence.
For healing in the most honest and sacred way.

In fact, it’s not just a journal. It’s a mirror.
A quiet revolution of sorts and I’m answering all the calls along the way.

This is just the beginning. The first stepping stone on the route back to home. I’ll be sharing more through seasonal works, companion tools, and new creations that honour the journey back to self.

Thank you for being here. I’m so proud of how far you’ve come.

Happy transmuting,
Yoshi FLWR.