The Beauty Within, Under the Skin

Life is Art. And beauty comes in so many shapes and forms. I notice that often when I look at people, I almost feel like i am looking at a painting in an art gallery.

Often the things that are stereotypically thought of as “beautiful” don’t attract me or excite my adoration as much as the features that many of us are trained to think of as “things to fix” or “flaws”

Ups and Downs. Smiles and Frowns

This morning I woke up with a density of sadness cloaking me along with the haze of a rainy day.

I lay there, missing the old me … wondering where the days had gone, where I felt like an unstoppable energizer bunny of enthusiasm. Where optimism was effortless and had a life of its own.

Zero F*cks to Give, Learning to Live

It’s such an amazing feeling to witness the tangible results of actively being a meticulous curator of your own experience. Self-sourcing from deep within, instead of seeking externally. It’s not that i “Give No F*cks” anymore, it’s just,… basically, that …i simply Have No F*cks Left to Give

Porcupines and Triggered Spines (transcending defensive reactions)

Inner wounds. Triggers. Reactivity.

In our lives, I imagine many of us have experienced certain traumatic circumstances.

I used to often journal in my early 20’s that “it is a daily struggle to maintain my innocence in this crazy world.” Once we have our destination coordinates set, our arrival there is inevitable. Patience, patience … Virtue, Virtue

Looks at books, enveloping hooks

There is just nothing like the woody, pulpy feel of turning pages beneath fingertips… the enveloping arc of character development … the all-consuming power of Story. In a portable package you can lug around. This is my favorite addiction.

constructive criticisms, productive perspective prisms

When I ask someone I respect for constructive criticism on a craft that they have mastered, that I am trying to learn – I absolutely love receiving the feedback! I’m not shy. I’m not proud. I don’t want to be right, I want to grow and absorb the condensed nugget of their wisdom

We had to be who we were

So often these moments of self loathing creep in to try and drag us out of the present. But we must not let them. We must accept every step along our path. Thank goodness for growth. Thank goodness for lessons. Thank goodness for the journey that brought us here. Now.

Because this is the only place worth being. In this moment.