What Am I Afraid Of?

I imagine if I were to put it to a vote, some people would tell me to stop writing so openly about my vulnerabilities. And I would tend to agree with them except for one, not so minor, consequential item— my creativity would be stifled. If it frightens me to come here and disclose my…

Why Do I Blog So Openly About My Life

I wasn’t sure at first about being so open with my life on a blog. I followed my instincts and they have led me here. I am very sure now, more sure about the blogging content here than anything I’ve ever publicly written. Our societal framework has some major cracks in it, our connections as…

A Report Card On 64 Days of Blogging

Some days I’m not sure what I should write about here. This is my favorite place to write because it’s the space where I feel the least amount of pressure. And yet, just like with writing anywhere else, I can still get writer’s block. This morning as I sat, staring at the blank page of…

Smiling Is Not Required

Yesterday, while at a gas station, a stranger locked unfriendly, cold eyes on mine for about ten seconds. I had no intention of writing about him, but I just spent forty minutes in meditation, asking to be shown what to write here next. I don’t want to say I regret asking. But I confess to…