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this is a space of devotion, where soul meets soil + expression flows freely. photography, poetry, + memory live here—offered as petals on the altar of Earth + Spirit.

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soul in focus​ portrait sessions

for the radiant ones ready to be seen in their truth.

these sessions are not just about the image — they are about the energy.

this is a sacred invitation for the healers, the philosophers, the teachers, + the wildly creative spirits who are dancing with becoming.

 

these are portraits of soul.

we meet in the arms of the Earth — no studio lights or sterile backdrops. just natural light, breath, + the story your body is ready to tell. this is for those who want to explore, express, + remember who they are beneath the roles.

whether you're marking a new beginning, nourishing your creative work, or anchoring your spiritual path, these sessions honor you in your essence.  

30 minutes – $155 | 1 hour - $288

 

for creative exploration, self-honoring, or simply to play in the wild beauty of being seen.

 

energy over perfection. spirit over posing. nature as witness.

you do not have to be "ready" to be seen.

you only have to be willing to meet yourself in this moment.

interconnected 

awakened, electric skin, tuned to the pulse of the world. 

has the cadence of man’s illusions ever paused for you? 

dimming the babble and bluster, surrendered to the Wind’s whispering Truth. 

a breezy murmur, a tinkling chime- weaving Earth's sacred Wisdom within.

swooping in for a soothing kiss on a sun-soaked summer’s day.

 

have you ever felt your form dissolve? 

I lie upon the Grandmother Tree, held in the song of the boundless River’s flow. 

the silent strength beneath my Heart merges with ancient breaths. 

in the ebb, I am neither Tree nor self, 

in the flow, we are the One in All. 

 

millions of songs, millions of radiant ripples. 

the eyes, the I, the Divine Eye. 

cradled in the endless azure above. 

rustling leaves rattled by the invisible hand. 

dancing branches, deep-rooted in reverence + reciprocity. 

an Eagle soaring, wings outstretched, time suspended.

an orchestrated song of Love. 

 

the tears of our Ancestors stream through these Waters. 

the tears of the Earth live on our shores as Sand. 

we are waves of memory, walking on grains of time.

in the Wind, in the Wave, the song of the One rejoices. 

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