In my life, I consider the moments of moving in faith, "jumping the cliff". Like quitting my job, letting go of a 4-year crush that I thought would be the relationship of my life (HAHA), things like that. I have no idea what's at the bottom, if there is a bottom. I have no idea… Continue reading Leaving the nest – Pt. 1
Looking up at the sky today, I was mesmerized by the wispy clouds against the blue background. Super gorgeous day. I could see the clouds slowly unfurling and meandering, nowhere to go, nothing to do. Gazing at the vastness, enjoying the warmth of the sun, I had a sudden feeling that I was in a… Continue reading Are you home?
In this moment of Life, I feel gratitude. I feel joy. I feel fulfillment. I feel flow. And this same moment of Life doesn't look anything like I thought it would, in order for me to feel gratitude, joy, fulfillment, flow. I work full-time in public accounting, also known as a soul-sucking corporate machine. It… Continue reading Still hungry
Man, it feels good to have this blank entry in front of me. Also, it's painful. Haha. I sit here wanting to write and the judgments introduce themselves. Really elementary judgments. Like feeling bad that I only write when I feel like it, and where's the craftsmanship in that? The dedication, the devotion to my… Continue reading Like a charm
Spirit, I welcome you. I invite you. Let's talk. Let's talk about my worthiness. I'd like to pick a bone with you. And I probably will get crap for talking crap on my life. But that's okay. Because I feel what I feel. I know what I know. And all that is MF valid. I… Continue reading My sincere ass prayer
The voice. Let the voice speak. My jaws have been feeling tight, as of late. Whether it's because of the transition back to working full-time and I'm more tired than usual. Or because I haven't been writing. I don't know. But I catch the tension that keeps sneaking back in. And I know, something wants… Continue reading Sounds good
The past month has been a quiet one for me. Somewhat of a sobering one. In the past, I might have said I lost my voice for a month. In the past, I might have apologized for my silence, to myself, to anyone that reads my stuff. In the past, I might have cringed and… Continue reading Rising