“I’ve painted so many lies” As woe begets my pen (Oh my....is that.... a typo?) The neglect of a V A carat addition ^ Or auto-correction Underscoring the need for This somber reflection What is the meaning of life and love? The nurture of ducks Vs The nature of Fu’s (Where... Continue Reading →
If you Google your life, what are the results? Have you ever thought about your thoughts? Where did it come from, what is it about or why you’re even thinking it? Have you wondered if you control your thoughts or if your thoughts control you? How noisy is it in your head? Are you in... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, it's as if my heart becomes a fist that squeezes and slams around my chest. This fist gets labelled as anxiety, and then I breathe and do other things to alleviate it. It never goes away completely, it just gets a little better. That makes me think I need to do more, and I... Continue Reading →
With the best of intentions, we've been chained. Artists grow up and slowly fade - a world full of colors now mostly grey. Our passion and joy we gladly trade, for money and some accolades. But dollar signs don't validate, and it's still you that you hate. Acceptance seemingly a fairy tale, we decide not... Continue Reading →
Editor’s note: While I will make every attempt to make my writing funny and approachable, please know my content is not for everyone. I am talking about dark, painful issues that you may have no experience with. You may have experience with them, and not want to relive them. I am talking about various forms... Continue Reading →
Pulled a quick Jim Carrey, no biggie. In the process of creating the life I want. Whatever that means. I can't put it in words, it's not really about materials. I'm not my house, I'm not my clothes. I'm just a persona wandering around to see what I can learn. Apparently random disappearances from the... Continue Reading →
I’m about to wrap up season 3 of my current Sons of Anarchy binge, and when I’m not Netflix’ing, I’m generally Mom’ing, which includes hours and hours of cleaning, cooking, and -ing ing. Anyway, when I’m not doing the whole parenting part of Mom’ing, I typically have Alan Watts going. There’s something beautiful about washing... Continue Reading →
Disturbed is one of those incredible bands that grew up with me. When I was a pissed off, angsty teenager, The Sickness made me feel normal. As I transitioned into becoming an adult, experienced heartache, and what I now know as soul loss, Believe comforted me that my instinct to look at the sky and... Continue Reading →
Starting another focus on the blog. In addition to being a crazy mom, I'm also a crazy music junkie, spirit junkie, and chocolate junkie. In these posts, I'm going to focus on music/movies/TV shows that have helped me venture further within, connect with myself/soul, and grow as a person - emotionally, intellectually, and spiritually. My... Continue Reading →
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