Making Space. Making Time.
Ah, the old "what to do with my time?" conundrum. As a freelancer, entrepreneur, and artist, my time is my livelihood, my well-being, my...
Take Your Time.
Take your Time. Let yourself be soft. How else are you going to know how far love can stretch? Into this world and the next. Close your...
My First Panic Attack
I was 21 when I had my first panic attack. I didn't realize what was happening because all I could focus on was the fact that I couldn't...
Today
Let's say enough of being confused and not doing anything about it. I think my compass must be broken or faulty or stuck. Head up,...
That Heartbroken Traveler
Tomorrow is the big day! I leave for another Vancouver adventure and I couldn't be happier. I actually didn't realize how excited I was...
Pretty scares me.
I'm scared of pretty. How it defines and creates such rigid lines around us. I'm terrified to be defined by looks because looks will fade...
