Welcome to my personal blog where observations turn into expression and silence into language. A place where I stop narrating life in my head and start placing it out into the world. Writing for me is deciding to participate in my own life. A decision to document what I think and question, and what I’m unlearning and becoming. This is the journey of practice to being fully present in my own story. Ultimately, this blog is for the love of writing. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy!
A perceived misfire of passion buried deep within me. I actually love being a bit theatrical in my movements. I’m angry, I’m frustrated, I’m desperate, I’m starved, I’m…
“I respond to that great painting in a way that I now believe is fundamental to a peculiar power of art…What was beautiful in the painting was not…
These are the thoughts that arose while reading Nassim Nicholas Taleb’s Antifragile:Things That Gain from Disorder. As the novel progressed, so did the flow and quality of my…
These are the thoughts that arose while reading Nassim Nicholas Taleb’s Antifragile: Things That Gain from Disorder. As the novel progressed, so did the flow and quality of…
Never trust someone with more opinions than scars. This all-talk no walk, pseudo-omniscient someone knows too much for their own good. They believe they’ve connected the dots, that…
Living the same day over and over again can dull a once keen mind and dispirit a once lively heart; a withering sickness from sameness. Predictability removes the…