This is a space for slow stories and honest reflections.
For breath between the noise.
For words that don’t rush to fix, but gently offer clarity, connection, and care.

Here, Nancy shares practices for healing, thoughts on home and belonging, and glimpses into the quiet unfolding of becoming. Whether you’re navigating change, seeking stillness, or simply curious — you are welcome.

Take your time.
Follow what resonates.
Let this be a soft place to land.

The Journal

A woman holding a potted plant in a pink textured pot in a kitchen with a window in the background.

A large, two-story house painted dark blue with white trim, surrounded by autumn trees and a green lawn, sunlight shining through the trees.

Seagulls sitting on rocks near the ocean with waves in the background.

Back view of a woman carrying a yoga mat and a pink bag, walking down a suburban street on a sunny autumn day.

Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/31/25 Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/31/25

Why Home Matters – Who You Let In *(3 of 3)

Creating a home also means protecting it. This final reflection is about boundaries, energy, and honoring what brings peace. When we begin choosing what — and who — we allow in, our home becomes more than shelter. It becomes a sanctuary. And that changes everything.

Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/28/25 Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/28/25

Why Home Matters – A Place to Land, to Arrive, to Belong. *(2 of 3)

Home is more than a physical space. It’s the root we grow from — the steady ground that helps us rest, rise, and return. In this second reflection, I explore how tending to our foundation allows everything else to unfold more gently. Healing, in many ways, begins with where and how we’re held.

Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/26/25 Nancy Svendsen Hickson 10/26/25

Why Home Matters – A Place to Land, to Arrive, to Belong. *(1 of 3)

Being in one place meant growing roots, forming connections, allowing yourself to belong. To allow this to happen, I needed to open up. It was a complex journey, especially when the only safety I knew was keeping my heart closed and protected.