Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
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Are You Paralyzed by the Pressure to Be Perfect?
You are worthy of love, whether you write the perfect essay, win the competition, enter the elite school,... or if you don’t achieve these things.
Life Will Happen to You, Build Your Bridge and Get over It.
After coming off a horrible year of unemployment, and what was probably the worst depression of my life, I was offered a job in AZ. Exciting, right?
Let Go of Your Checklist, Let Love Find You.
Tall doesn’t equate to trust. Charming doesn’t equate to honest. A good job doesn’t equate to a good life. All of these things sound great in theory, but I’ve learned that the more I know, the less I realize I actually know.
When Your Day Job Is Not Your Passion.
Can an introverted-librarian-turned-nerdy-engineer be satisfied with a burning desire for adventure? Can we go to day jobs in the corporate world and still fulfill our passions?
Eulogy to the Living.
It is natural, when a precious life fades, that we ask the person’s age. And with increased age comes the finale.
Minding My Normal: Peaceful, But a Bit of a Job.
My husband and my children do not subscribe to my pages upon pages of thoughts and poetry and observations. They are loving and supportive, and they most likely skim my wordy musings from time to time. I can only imagine that there are minor moments of clarity for them as they read, if they ...
Things I Know Today: I Am Scared And I’m Alive.
I've spent long hours trying to untangle unknown grief, the world's and mine, without ever really understanding that it is not meant to be untangled but explored and experienced. Studied and seen. My heart will be both soothed and scalded, each emotion has a place.
Talk To Me Like Your Soul Is On Fire: To The Last Man Who Shall Love Me.
I want a man who won’t settle for a stable job, house, car, wife, kids, pension, but thinks outside the box for what could be possible with his time here on Earth, and sees part of that journey as making others’ lives joyful, meaningful and more sustainable.
To The Young Woman Selling Shakes and Oils: I Want More For You.
I get it, believe me. I too have fallen, more than once in my younger years, for the alluring language of multi-level marketing (MLM). The too-eloquent promises of enigmatic abundance, limitless opportunity, and financial freedom are hard to ignore; they weasel into the parts of your psyche ...