When we are younger everyone always asks us what is that we want to be when we older. As though our work somehow becomes our identity. Yes, in some ways it can be, but not fully. I am many things in this life. I have been many things and I imagine as I grow and evolve, I will transition in and out of roles I hold. All of life is meant to ebb and flow, perfectly leading to the next best thing on the journey of life.

I think the better question in life should be “How do you want to live?” When we can rightfully answer this question, everything else will fall into place. And questions like “What do you do for work?” will matter just a little less in the grand scheme of things.

What I offer to others, my photography, my writing, my yoga therapy…these are ways I show up and serve, ways I use my gifts in life, but they are not my identity. If one day I ceased to be a photographer, I would not lose my self, not my identity.

I am the daughter of our Creator. Saved by grace alone. That is the core of who I am. Everything I do, everything I say becomes an out flow of that essential truth of identity.

I am a mother to two amazing children, Rosalie and Elias. I am currently pregnant with out third child on the way. Come December 23rd, I will have 3 little blessings.

I have been married for almost 9 years to my partner in life, Jake Duncan. We own a Functional Medicine Practice together. We are based in DFW but travel as much as we can.

I have a passion for poetry, art, people, photography, and yoga therapy. I know grief well and have seen the ways God has used it to create in me a conduit of hope and healing for those around me. Whether through writing, the people I photograph, or the one on one clients I work with in yoga therapy.


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Nobody escapes being wounded. We are all wounded people, whether physically, emotionally, mentally, or spiritually. The main question is not, ‘How can we hide our wounds?’ so we don’t have to be embarrassed, but ‘How can we put our woundedness in the service of others?’ When our wounds cease to be a source of shame, and become a source of healing, we have become wounded healers.
— HENRI NOUWEN