Rebelle Society

4 Things That I Learnt When My Mother, Father And Brother Died In My Twenties.

People are more concerned with how their life looks than how their life feels. I’m conscious of how much time I spend texting, emailing or checking social media. I have regular internet breaks and detoxes. Social media is a time vacuum. I don’t know about you, but I want to appreciate life and ...

you & me

Do You Really Need A Pitch?

How much more fun is the prospect of actually meeting another being and having a fresh, customized conversation about what you do? Just think about it. Getting a pre-fab elevator pitch from someone can feel like getting slapped in the face with a piece of social plastic. (I know you’ve been ...

you & me

I Am Not Going To Cry Over Turning 25.

I still feel 17, so who is this adult you speak of, this adult you expect me to be? I don't remember signing up for this. I have no idea who I am or what I think anymore, and I'm tired of being weighed down by thoughts that aren't my own. They are the thoughts society has berated us with all ...

you & me

Move Like Moonlight On Water: How To Embrace Your Autumn Enchantress.

You see her reflection shimmering in the waters of the still lake at dusk, and in the glow of the red harvest moon as it rises in a twilight sky. She sings with the evening song of the blackbird on the last day of the growing sun, and swims in the swirling undercurrents of the ebbing tide.

world

Remember When Everything Felt Like The End Of The World? Well, It’s Still Here, But Different.

What feels different now is that I’ve given myself permission to honor that feeling while attempting to remember that something else is being made within that moment of unmaking.

poetry

What Princesses Really Want. {poetry}

I do not want smooth marble castles, I want mortar eaten away by nature. I want the smell of wet moss and wood rot To seep into my lover’s lair

art

The Energy it Takes to be a Creative Sorcerer is Immeasurable.

If I died today, I want to be known as someone who showed and expressed compassion and creativity. I will leave this planet with the symbols of my words, and my heartbeat will shed love for all.

you & me

Dear Cig, I’m Breaking Up With You.

How I longed to smoke and drink coffee with the artists and writers, discuss the meaning of life and the purpose of art, exchange witticisms and criticisms while our laughter rose above the din of the cafe along with our smoke, into the Parisian night. Why didn’t you ever take me to Paris? You ...

wisdom

Too Many Days I Have Wanted To Give Up: Thoughts On Suicide.

During the times where I have walked along the edge and peered over, the people who have been most beneficial to me are not the ones who have said just stay, but the few who have been able to hold the delicate balance with me. The people -- friends and colleagues and family and strangers alike ...

Weapons Of Mass Construction: Reality Vs. Magic.

By Shelly Aspenson

Instagram