You are enough. That is enough.
From this morning’s journaling I do not align with the concept of ‘stepping into’ anything, whether a role as a teacher, healer or gifts, etc. I understand it’s a phrase used to signify a conscious choosing into that serves many. I’m not trying to bash anyone’s positive experience with it. If it works, it works. […]
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As a child, she sought truth. She had no idea what it was, what it looked like, what it sounded like, what it smelled like. But it was as if it was all she knew. She craved something she never knew. She only knew it existed because she craved it. But even then, she doubted […]
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Lately, I’ve been emotional. Like crying a lot. There’s nothing specific that I’m crying about again and again. I’m just crying when I feel things. And honestly, I am super loving it. I spent all of my high school through college through young adult years through my 20’s martyring myself – without knowing it, as […]
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After reading a section of the book Earth, I felt a desire to work with my timelines and rewrite my past in relation to my parents. I pondered, which part of my past with my parents did I want to rewrite? I thought back and realized, my parents have loved me well. I truly feel […]
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Sweet liberation. I have a confession. It’s something I’ve been sitting for half my life – I’m 32 now. If you do the math, it started when I was in high school, sophomore-ish. I wanted to be seen, desired, liked. No, that’s not the confession. I would do things that would make me look a […]
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There’s so much noise. Clatter, clunking, puttering, willy wallying. Noise that comes from all directions, surrounds me like air. Noise that says everything and speaks nothing. Speaks everything and says nothing. Noise that has no real purpose, intention, direction. It’s noise. decor wallpaper background different wavelengths frequencies things. Just things. Things things things. Neither adding […]
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My art is me. My art is my way of being. My way of being is my art. It has nothing to do with sharing anything with anyone. I say that because I felt like I needed to, in order to validate and honor my art, to give it a voice, a purpose, a direction. […]
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I had an interesting past couple days, feeling in and out of equilibrium, wanting to feel better, feeling better, and then feeling not great. I can’t say that it’s over or that I understand it all. It probably isn’t and I don’t. I did have a really nice journaling session yesterday that came out of […]
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“I’m f&#@ing leaving. I can’t.” The words popped out of my mouth before I knew it. They interrupted the words coming out of my dad’s mouth, words about his thoughts on my relationship with Soul, words that seemed to push me against the edges of my sanity, my equilibrium, words that seemed to suffocate me, […]
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Today, I confronted an experience that I had been repeating. I journaled about it, as I find that one of the easiest ways of processing. I noticed that I had been in a bad mood, especially when I was around my partner (they/them). Why? I journaled – I’m bothered most when I perceive them to […]
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Recently, a few things I’m proud of popped into my head. Choosing to study abroad my second to last year in college when I was a super duper senior. I had never been out of the country until then but I somehow (I still don’t know how) I gathered the funds to pay for a […]
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