Tuesday morning when I went on lunch I had a text from a friend who challenges me in immense (good) ways. The text read: inside cover for new journal–all the pieces are beautiful. I grimaced. Here’s the thing: last weekend I attended a conference (that I am about to not really talk about at all)… Continue reading all the pieces.
I think part of the reason it’s been so hard for me to write the past few weeks is because my words feel incredibly familiar.If I am being completely and utterly honest–these words feel like 2009. And I don’t know what to do with that I’ve tried to make some strides. I’ve emailed mentors and… Continue reading Fact: it’s not 2009
I had a breakdown today.Lies were piling on from left and right and all I could see was a barren, dry, dusty road. I felt like all of a sudden I’d been tipped over and shaken up. My friend Glenalyn chose today to text me about a book about my soul. I ended up talking… Continue reading a loss of lovely.
I’ve gotten more then one comment about my emo-sounding Facebook statuses these days. Most of them have to do with being done with long weeks, and needing a drink. (2016 has been long) I don’t write them to get a reaction–it’s more like Facebook has become this weird time capsule of my life. And I… Continue reading why Spain ruined adulthood
I got my first tattoo (preschool) spring break of 2009- “remain in my love”. It was a reminder of where to remain. Literally, in the midst of all the chaos and crazy of that season of life, I needed to abide, to remain in his love. October 2010 brought “restored”, it was a declaration not… Continue reading Number 6 is for you
I was writing an email to a couple friends today, it was an email I’ve tried to write at least three times in the last two weeks. I’ve done a lot of deleting and not saving drafts. And as I was typing I started talking about how California was never a battle. Like physically. Living in… Continue reading You won’t win this round Washington.
I started this blog as something very different. It was full of a lot of incomplete sentences and a lot of uncertainty about why I feel as if I am lacking the motivation to find more life. Why I feel unable to live my life from a place of fullness and feels like I am… Continue reading 10 things I know to be true.