Micro Blogs

Dec 28, 2022 A rainy day in Tucson. A breath of fresh air. Synonymous. I was sleeping late, pleasantly anchored by a house panda who erased the guilt of excessive hours under covers. I didn’t feel guilty when I kept it to myself. Quietly going about my day with gentle steadiness. Realizing my “dai

Aug 13, 2021 Sometimes I'm filled with a need for love so cavernous that I ache, my whole body lagging and yearning for touch, nurture and even more deeply, adoration. For someone to look at me like my cat does when I first wake up in the morning, purring and wide-eyed, so stirred-up-jazzed that I'v

Oct 26, 2020 It finally rained. I was waiting, wanting . . . it went from "that would be nice" to "gawd, I hope it rains." Yearning for the plants to drink from a source better than the hose. All the stuff of life the rain carries with it sliding down their petals, dripping into their roots—feeding

Jun 20, 2020 Me + The P.I.C. have been turning off electronics at 6. In these long summer days, it's still light out—deceiving, in the best of ways. I unravel the hose and replenish my garden plot, then the surrounding crates of plants that bore the heftiest dose of afternoon sun, watching the bun

Apr 13, 2020 My phone had only been off a few hours, and I felt my lungs expanding—sensing more space to be filled, as if inside the house I was breathing at only a fraction of possibility. No Audible, Amazon Music or YouTube self-development spiel penetrating my ears. I was standing in the dirt und

Feb 27, 2020 Life has become so serious. Not a day has passed in as long as I can remember where I haven't overanalyzed the crap out of every aspect. Every bite of food. My unwavering inability to nail down a daily routine. My dissatisfaction with not finishing my book. Some days, most days, it's li

Oct 20, 2019 Every once in a while, me + The P.I.C. allocate a little cash to give away. It's an extension of our "Happy Money" practice—feeling thankful for everything down to pennies that cross our path, and in turn, giving a little back. I've heard certain money mentors and motivational entrepren

Sep 23, 2019 The first words after a long silence are a humungous . . . relief. A smile banana-s my face into a masterpiece of happy wrinkles and I rock with a quiet chuckle at this game I play. Of putting it off. Being afraid that it's pointless or not good enough. Having so much to say, and holdin

Jan 27, 2019 I used to think productivity was packing every spare moment with self-development. Ceaselessly producing, networking, making, generating. Writing a daily list so long I felt rushed before I even started. Telling other people how busy I was. I used a big whiteboard, four calendars and

Dec 21, 2018 SelfLove is taking good care of yourself even when it feels easier not to. Making time for the things that light you up and deeply fulfill you - 86 excuses. Nurturing & Nourishing on the regular - Self-Care is the new hustle, B's. SelfLove is appreciating who you are. Seeing the eve

Dec 26, 2022 It’s been a while. And with that natural passing of time comes the need to explain why I haven’t written a micro blog in over a year and change. I guess I don’t have to explain. It just feels like I do. I’ve felt that tug every time I’ve stepped away from social media to simply live.

May 14, 2021 I'm not dreading writing the last chapter. Yes, I want to order heavy, delicious food to cope with the multitude of feelings swelling up within me, or go sit at the coffee shop and casually type out musings for social media posts instead, go anywhere outside these walls, and distract my

Aug 13, 2020 Some days, before I open my eyes to ready for rising, I seal them shut, seething with overwhelm and resistance to begin the day. The tasks are too many. The self-care daunting. I've dived back into the self-development pursuit wholeheartedly, and with that seeking-betterment-obsessed-wi

Jun 9, 2020 There's an undeniable movement coursing through my life. I like the word undeniable because it's tangible, palpable, felt . You can't help but notice it. You have to acknowledge it. Funny how you can change just a few things and your whole life is suddenly different. Things like turn

Apr 13, 2020 Often, we don't suspend our own baggage long enough to make space for another to express their own. It can be even worse with those closest to us. We're quick to judge and draw comparisons based on our own experiences, doling out unsolicited advice. We bring too much of our personal his

Oct 27, 2019 "I never want to go to sleep," she gasped with wide-eyed enthusiasm. It was like her whole being expanded, full to the brim with life. "I just have so much I want to do before I die." She was at least three decades my elder, but her energy soared above mine. I didn't feel lacking o

Oct 19, 2019 The washing machine broke, then my cat threw up. It was one of those days. But did it have to be? I didn't want to plow along on this battered trajectory, halted by each new tiny disaster that riddled a potentially ripe day to shit. I mean, cats throw up. Occasional hairballs come wi

Feb 27, 2019 It's a rare day in Vegas when I can see my breath billowing out in clouds of perspiration and the mountains are made invisible by a solid sheet of white. The sky is wrapped in a fleece blanket. Spattered drops toss themselves under the tiled overhang of slanted roof, kissing the plants

Jan 16, 2019 I'll weasel my way out of most anything that makes me feel genuinely good. Pretty much all of the things easily accessible, totally doable and richly fulfilling - I'll make some flimsy excuse to brush them off or procrastinate them away. When I resist myself enough, I become angsty to t

Dec 4, 2018 Fulfillment is a free-flowing state that can be tapped at any time. Instead of bucking life's current, get still enough to feel what's already there. Soaking and sponging. Then emanating. In and away like the tide in perfect rhythm. All of life glides this way. We feel into its caden