The sun begins to fall a little lower, closer to the horizon. Bubble gum and pale skittles melting into its canvas, the sky.

For my anxious people molting skin to be unapologetically who they are and want to be.

I find rereading my entries spark pieces of my experience that I long forgot, like the color of my tentmate's pillowcase. An...

I learned to slow down, that at the same time as I grasp for greatness because perfection is never coming and because I know this...

I feel as though gut feelings are considered "controversial" because we're told no one should base decisions on a hunch, but....

So imagine, one, your skin tells a story and is linked to a lineage of suffering, such a long line of ancestors experiencing the pain and da

But even so, Alaska dipped me into my past a bit, allowing me to nostalgically experience the pull of heartstrings...

Earth is a God, holding a magical power that we only wish we could truly understand.

A written set of journals making their way into a blog mini-series. It’s September and the cool breeze and gentle kisses the sun are...