Tag: musings

  • The letter after the fire

    Sometimes I just want to write shit down and then burn it. I really should start doing that. Because writing is really how I express myself. But I think about this platform – and how grateful I am to have this connection to the universe through cyber space -and I say to myself – I…

  • Stories I am letting go of

    Life is meant to be free – it really really is. It’s wild to think about and that’s because its so unknown. What is freedom? What is a free spirit?   We all are. That is what we were born to be, but how do we actually live that reality? By simply not knowing and…

  • Do you have the time…

    Do you have the time to stop and wonder? -Sarah Baker I’m wondering about wondering now… meta-wondering. I am reading through a new magazine these days, it’s called Bella Grace magazine. My mom bought it for me and I think maybe she’s on to something. These people seem to be like me. Sarah Baker asked…

  • A savage and a sweetheart

    She is an old soul with a new style,who wears black and speaks her mind. So powerful, she leaves her prints on everyone she touches because she is both: A Savage and a Sweetheart. – S. Menutt I resonate deeply with this quote. Sometimes I feel more like a savage in my inner life and a sweetheart…

  • The longest winters

    “When we reduce great things to such dismissive categories, we rob them of their selfhood and deprive them of their voice.” – Parker Palmer I cracked open today. I can’t believe I have been refusing to crack open for so long. I really cracked. How can I continue to reduce my greatness to pretending that…

  • Why I write (part 1 of many perhaps…)

    Why I write (part 1 of many perhaps…)

    I don’t normally do this… actually I’ve never done this. But what I wrote this morning in my journal is something I would like to share for the first time. (Ever. ever ever. Dun dun dun.) Stopped writing or a few days and a storm started brewing inside. My meditation this morning was about trusting…

  • Dancing in the rain

    Dancing in the rain

    I danced in the rain today. Literally. But there’s something about that phrase – isn’t there a quote that goes something like … learn to dance in the rain? Something like that. Anyway – it’s such a funny process to go through – surrendering. I experienced it today in such a physical way that it…

  • Make art even if no one is watching.

    Make art even if no one is watching.

    Make art especially if no one is watching. How about that? I recently heard someone say – we learn best through stories. Why is it that we hold ourselves back until we find something that makes us feel validated? Do things for the sake of doing them. I recently experienced a deep-seated sadness and fear, I didn’t…

  • One Hundred and Eighty.

    One hundred and eighty. 180. That’s the number of degrees it takes to shut my bathroom door. My new bathroom door that is – in my new home. 2016 man… what crazy year. My parents sold the house this year so my family home now belongs to someone else. I hope they are enjoying it.…

  • The little things… and the big things.

    You know what I’ve realized lately … Little b was really smart. It only took me feeling like things had been turned on their side (^^) to go back to my roots and realize that the things that guided me when I was young will be my greatest allies no matter how old I get.…