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An incomprehensive list of qualities I look for in the human beings with whom I surround myself, in no particular order: Encourage me to shine—to manifest my dreams, to breathe in every moment of joy and accept that with bliss there also comes struggle and conflict. Challenge me to...Read more
You’re allowed to have sucky days. Despite what the “good vibes only” crew would have you believe, sucky days are normal. They’re inevitable. And they’re your gatdamn right. You’re under no obligation to “power through” them or attempt to turn them around. Ignoring your feelings doesn’t make you a...Read more
Turn off the TV. Put down your phone. Pick up a book. A pen. A paintbrush. String words together and call it a poem. Slide playfully around the hardwood floor in your socks and call it dancing. Flip a record; listen with rapture as the needle circles the empty...Read more
Words. And the spaces between them. Nature. Her lessons in letting go. The way she has the power to change your entire state of mind with just a sunset, an autumn breeze, a crash of a wave. Clarity. When you call upon your intuition to help guide you and...Read more
From 2003-2005 I had approximately 3 CDs in the glove compartment of my Volkswagen Jetta. It was a time when cars still came factory equipped with CD players and tape decks. I was a 21 year old Air Force linguist in training, stationed at the Presidio of Monterey—300 miles away from the...Read more
A relentless trek of switchback after switchback, the Four Mile Trail from Yosemite Valley to Glacier point isn’t actually 4 miles at all—it’s 4.6 miles to the summit…and another 4.6 miles back down to the valley, climbing 3200 feet along the way. My 11-year old, Isaac, asked me how long...Read more
Isaac slid a note under my office door. It was around 6:30 am, and he knew he I was likely in the thick of my morning magic rituals. Inherently and thoughtfully seeking not to disturb me during this sacred time is one of the many qualities I admire about my 11-year-old son. Earlier...Read more
Breaking open and breaking apart, while they sound similar, are in fact two very different responses. You see, the struggles are necessary. The roadblocks, the hurdles, the obstacles—I mean, damn, we do have quite a few words to identify them, don’t we? Anyway, these challenges are what make us the multidimensional,...Read more
“Throw roses into the abyss and say: Here is my thanks to the monster who didn’t succeed in swallowing me alive.” -Friedrich Nietzsche No one really teaches us to be grateful for the beasts in our lives. The beauties, yes, indeed. The smiles, the laughs, the happy moments and...Read more
My phone was dead. Again. I’d forgotten to bring my external charger which I’ve been lovingly and nostalgically referring to as my “land line.” My battery life is questionable at best, so that little charger usually goes with me everywhere, resulting in my cell always being plugged into something....Read more
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