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 […]

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 […]

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. […]

A typical conversation with Soul, my partner, not my actual soul lol is sprinkled generously with: ya ass fucken bitttch shut the f up get the f out of here f you etc etc etc. Basically a bunch of profanity with a sprinkle of actual meaning and content. To me, I look at this and […]

What does it mean to be fully expressed? That question feels kinda big for me, in this moment. I just journaled around that topic several pages. I noticed I felt discomfort around being fully expressed. I asked myself the questions. Why did I feel uncomfortable? When did I feel uncomfortable when it comes to expressing […]