Taking Selfies with Jesus

I joined Instagram a few months ago, and in seconds, I noticed one reoccurring theme: Yoga Selfies. I've read a lot of articles bashing them, and while I'm not going to bash them, I am going to question their intentions. (Maybe I'll bash them a little) If you aren't on Instagram or you don't know what... Continue Reading →

Wiping Blessings Off the Floor

In the face of death and tragedy, it is normal to cling to the idea of life, joy, and happiness.  The problem arises, though, because most people do not want to accept that none of these things can be held on to. It is an awful and sobering reality to see people merely going to... Continue Reading →

I take breaks from thinking

So I can listen to the crickets better on a chilly night.  So I can stop listening to the rumination that is as effective and draining as punching water to smooth it.  So I can remind myself that I have yet to think my way out of a single problem  So I can appreciate the... Continue Reading →

I Am Michael Buble’s Overwhelmed O-Ring

I played Wax Tailor's version of How I Feel for my friend the other day, and she played the Michael Bublé version for me in response.  Both versions me into a beautifully relaxing, appreciative realm for all things within this crazy thing called life.     I have been sitting here for hours trying to get my thoughts... Continue Reading →

Reflecting Souls

Inspired by a comment convo with Honest K. Almost a year ago - to the day, I wrote in my Live Journal about Reflecting Souls.  I just re-read the post, and my first reaction was, fuck me, I used to write too long - it was 3k words! The second reaction was I'm really kind of... Continue Reading →

Got any cheese for that whine?

Narcissistic overshare *ahem* update The long story short is: I am having an allergic reaction to Lamictal and I may have early signs of SJS.  The rash isn't a symptom of SJS because it's itchy, but my mouth ulcers are. SJS is a really nice acronym for a skin condition where the rash bubbles up and... Continue Reading →

I Am Getting My Shit Together

My life is nothing if not cyclical.  This time last year, I was working on getting my shit together, and later in the year, I pulled a complete and total movie troupe, shaved my head and went crazy.  It actually wasn't that linear, but I keep laughing about it.  At that time, I started identifying... Continue Reading →

The Liar in fAILuRe

I’ve had two concepts in my mind.  The first is: Anxiety is fear in disguise.  The second is: Anxiety is a great teacher if you allow it.  I read “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield, and he was talking about fear, anxiety, depression, etc. all being forms of resistance.  The urge to create versus... Continue Reading →

Holy Crap

Like a silent but deadly fart, I vanished without a trace.  I don't know if that made sense. Anyway, I'm going through about 7 million things presently.  Nothing bad, per se, but I really felt this need to shut up and get inside my own head.  It's funny, 2 or more years ago, I probably... Continue Reading →

Blowing Smoke

I started writing a year ago.  At that time, I was a mess.  I look around now and see that the more things change, the more they stay the same.  When I started writing, I was going to “figure my shit out”, but I’ve come to realize that my life is more akin to the... Continue Reading →

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