Over half a century later and this is still so very relevant to what is going on today. I fear that our mistakes have continued to repeat themselves as we shut our ears to the truth that refuses to be heard and somehow we have found ourselves tolerant to the ways things are, and forgetting […]Read More Something Made Me Feel Inspired Today
As it happens to be the last day of 2015, I decided it would be fitting to write a year-end post. When looking back on years past, I would have to say that this has been my most inspiring, productive, and fleeting year yet. I will be sad to see it go. A year ago […]Read More Goodbye 2015: I’ll Never Forget You
Things get a little dim sometimes; lost in transition. You’ve got to take a moment every so often to get back what you hid in the shadows. Spinning and spinning until fragments of yourself fall, giving way to what lies beneath. Raw and vulnerable, without your shell, you have forgotten what it is to be […]Read More Shed Your Shell
Sometimes it can feel like you are floating through life; the expectations that others have for you, weighing heavy on your thoughts. You don’t know where you are going, and maybe only have a faint idea of where you would like to go but that isn’t good enough. It’s not good enough for the hungry […]Read More Rambling Nonsense on a Friday Night
Part III The Unlocking The day to go North came so very quickly and before I knew it, I was on a bus filled with strange faces, on my way to a place I honestly didn’t really feel like going to. However, I was determined to organize my stuff in storage and bring back as […]Read More Birds, Bugs, and Boats Behind
Part II.V (A surprise addition to my three part story) The Unexpected It was getting very close to me leaving for the North when one of my aunts surprised us with a visit. With her, were a couple really cool friends she had made since seeing her last, and they were on their way to […]Read More Birds, Bugs, and Boats… and Nelsolonika?
Part II The Unlearning What began as an innocent dip of my toes into what my dad likes to call the “boat life”, became a complete lifestyle transformation. I lived in rolled up jeans and bare feet, showering became a choice that I didn’t make as often, and crafts in the morning sun with my […]Read More Birds, Bugs, and Boats Cont.