For love of inspiration.
Because sometimes we need a little help. … Continue readingFor love of inspiration.
Part 2: “For anyone who has ever had a mission” Statement
I’m not sure what it says about me that in early December, on the eve of my 29th birthday, I am swaying to folk music in my pajamas. It is
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A Mission Statement?: Part One
“You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backwards” J. Thurber I love that the beginning of something always feels more like a
The space between romance & reality.
There is a space between, open like a green belt, in the midst of all our choices I figure. It is a space to first be quiet, and then make
The invisible Monsters
In the next five years and for the past five, my friends and I have been in the phase of life that involves not only our own evolution, but also the fine art of mixing lives together, and hoping that it rises. The heat and pressure of such a thing can cause what you have mixed to fall, or lack flavor. Sometimes the coming together of these unique elements can be absolute disaster, and a huge mess. This is our lives however, and not just a messy kitchen, so naturally it causes anxiety. … Continue readingThe invisible Monsters
The light hitting the water….
Have you ever woken up from a long night of sleep and really taken notice of your waking style? For me, waking up is, some days, an act of feverish
“Love is friendship set on fire.”
These last few weeks have given themselves over, lush with experiences that started my heart strings strummin’. It is here that I wish to share with you all the places
John Mayer killed Santa Clause….
Not only is the world fundamentally changing and twisting and also some how staying exactly the same, but there are people out there sucking up the lime light with disgusting fervor; and shamelessly. This should please me, given that, as Audrey Hepburn so wisely put “it wrecks a girls complexion.” However, some dreams of mine have been shattered and this technological hell mouth seems the only appropriate place to air my grievances. … Continue readingJohn Mayer killed Santa Clause….
“…those who matter won’t mind.”
When we are young, we remember with our senses. We remember what color our grandfather’s favorite chair was, and the peculiar texture of our kindergarten teachers wild curly hair. In
The mysterious history of Valentine’s Day.
“In Rome, during the third century, it is rumored that a priest serving under the emperor Claudius II went rogue, making himself a legend. His name was Valentine, and after a law was passed banning marriage in an effort to strengthen the troops frame of mind, Valentine continued to preform marriages in secret. Once discovered, the priest was sentenced to death and spent his last days publicly worshipped by all the young couples that he had helped.”
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