I woke up loving her today
After long black acidic mornings,
That burdened stillness broke

Now, I sense the first crack started a few days ago
Must’ve been alongside the propagating rosemary sprig’s first words

How do I sense?
There is way more of me
And even way less of me
All at once!
So, even back then,
She was alive—and moving—among the roots

Deep and satisfying connection happens when we land in the safety needed to connect.

About Tanna.

Troubadour, collaborator, healer.

I believe that to thrive, both creatively and relationally—to feel worthy of our contribution, build the life and body of work we want, and live with beauty and excellence—we need a deep, fluid, and unshakeable sense of love and safety to ground us amidst the chaotic tides of life.

Together, we can find your solid ground— your own rhythm—so you can do what you came here to do.

Let’s step into the new world we’re creating—side by side.

About Tanna

Work with me

I woke up loving her today
After long black acidic mornings,
That burdened stillness broke

Now, I sense the first crack started a few days ago
Must’ve been alongside the propagating rosemary sprig’s first words

How do I sense?
There is way more of me
And even way less of me
All at once!

So, even back then,
She was alive—and moving—among the roots

Deep and satisfying connection happens when we land in the safety needed to connect.

Troubadour, collaborator, healer.

I believe that to thrive, both creatively and relationally—to feel worthy of our contribution, build the life and body of work we want, and live with beauty and excellence—we need a deep, fluid, and unshakeable sense of love and safety to ground us amidst the chaotic tides of life.

Together, we can find your solid ground— your own rhythm—so you can do what you came here to do.

Let’s step into the new world we’re creating—side by side.

I woke up loving her todayAfter long black acidic mornings, That burdened stillness brokeNow, I sense the first crack started a few days agoMust’ve been alongside the propagating rosemary sprig’s first wordsHow do I sense?There is way more of meAnd even way less of me All at once!

So, even back then,She was alive—and moving—among the roots

Deep and satisfying connection happens when we land in the safety needed to connect.

Troubadour, collaborator, healer.

I believe that to thrive, both creatively and relationally—to feel worthy of our contribution, build the life and body of work we want, and live with beauty and excellence—we need a deep, fluid, and unshakeable sense of love and safety to ground us amidst the chaotic tides of life.

Together, we can find your solid ground— your own rhythm—so you can do what you came here to do.

Let’s step into the new world we’re creating—side by side.

I woke up loving her today
After long black acidic mornings,
That burdened stillness broke

Now, I sense the first crack started a few days ago
Must’ve been alongside the propagating rosemary sprig’s first words

How do I sense?
There is way more of me
And even way less of me
All at once!

So, even back then,
She was alive—and moving—among the roots