I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a hurricane. Looking out, life and people seem to whirl past me in a cartoonish blur, passing me by while I stand impossibly still. I keep trying to put my finger on exactly why I feel this way. Why I feel left behind. A little forgotten.… Continue reading The Still Point of the Hurricane
October has brought me to my knees. I don't think I've spent so many days in a row coming home feeling defeated, tired, and overwhelmed. I was intimidated by October's Five of Swords, but now I understand what the month was bringing. Hindsight and all that. Though I am thankful I drew this card. I'm… Continue reading November: Medicine of Abundance
There is a kind of violence in constantly checking for growth. For years, I lived like someone who keeps pulling a seed from the soil to see if it has grown roots yet. What an aggressive way to keep checking for progress. And yet, that's exactly what I've done. I've spent so much of my… Continue reading Leaving the Seed in the Dark
The danger of living someone else’s life rarely arrives as a sudden catastrophe. More often, it arrives as a quiet, chronic numbness. A subtle friction from wearing a path never shaped for your feet. We watch what others are building, what they are loving, how they are moving through the world, and envy whispers a… Continue reading Till Your Soil
September brought crushes, change, and a quickening. Things began. Hope flourished. And then, in some cases, it died. Looking back at the cards I pulled for September, I can see Lust telling me that I was finally ready to spread my wings. That attraction, creativity, desire, and vitality were returning to my life after a… Continue reading October: Outgrow the Fight
Many people, when asked about the moments that had the greatest singular impact on their lives, will talk about the most difficult situations. Those situations required us to unearth strength and stamina we hadn't tapped before. They are the junctures that swept away our settled plans, threw us off course, and compelled us to begin… Continue reading Pushed to Bloom
For the last several years I've felt like the universe has had a giant hand behind me, flicking away any potential suitors that arrive within my sphere. Those elusive people who not only like me, but pique my interest as well, have shown up in my periphery to tease me with qualities, traits, and a… Continue reading Answer the Phone
Detach. I saw this word three times in three different capacities over a period of fifteen minutes. It’s not a word I’ve come across often, especially not within such a short time frame. So, me, being me, I had to take it as a sign from the universe to… well… detach. So I thought about… Continue reading Detach
This is a question that occasionally wanders into the quiet corridors of my thoughts: Am I truly healed, or are my wounds just comfortably dormant? There is a certain kind of peace that comes with being alone. When no one is disappointing you, misunderstanding you, asking anything of you, or touching the places that still… Continue reading The Feeling is Real. The Story May Not Be.
When I revisit old writing, it’s like unearthing a time capsule. It has been a while since I last reflected on my gap-toothed smile and the little girl who thought she needed to fix it. My front gap was once large enough to fit a nickel and a dime pressed together. I know this because… Continue reading The Time Capsule: My Gap-Toothed Smile
