time after timewe always seem to repeatnever learning, but always questioningthe strangeness of the world. constant distractions interrupting the quietlosing focuschanging channels the craving for something chilla way to simply exist without the stressto stop and smell the roseswe must make the time try to find that one thing that brings you joyand never let ...

Have you ever felt yourself emotionally go backwards? Lately, it seems like everything I have been trying to achieve has been put on pause. This being said I am actively working not to slip into my old version of survival mode. The new strategy is to not let myself say, “I’ll do it later.”  Later ...

It sat on a lot. On a concrete foundation poured years and years ago, mazes of cement like outlines for a future. Stakes of iron held it together, and puzzles of timber erected a roof. Windowpanes witnessed Christmas mornings, marine-layered springs, fairy summers, and crisp falls. This grand model wore stains from nail polish and ...

Crystalline currents pirouette feet from sand glossed with sea foam. Waves roll with eternal dedication, a lifetime commitment to shoreline glazing. In their deep mineral burrows, crabs dimple the sand with each swell of retreat. Porous cliffs stand tall against winds. Squalls. Time. They cast dawn shadows and bask in evening gold. Plants succulent with ...

Painted walls along sterile halls, echo with the sighs and loud, piercing cries, of souls trapped in weak fragility- web-like crevasses and lines etched deeply into paper-thin, translucent skin. Memories behind plexiglass, encapsulate lives into touching points along a timeline- though tears pool behind clouded eyes reliving each vivid moment as though it was, only ...

Now that you have two, your time to get out of the house doubles! It’s frustrating! You have double to do and less time to do it in—particularly if you are breastfeeding. So here are some tips to get the process from 1 hr. + down to 30 mins!   Most moms would agree that going ...

In the middle of the night, it’s an alarm blaring Into the small bedroom, in the last door on the right. I don’t own a clock- I own a body. In a body is a clock. The growing hour is a breath in my lungs. I sit at my desk, the hardwood beneath my pale ...

I am the type of person who wants to spend the most time they can with my loved ones. I want my friends and family to know that I care. The thing I’ve learned throughout the years is that I may think I’m putting in the maximum amount of effort, but to the other person, ...

Have you heard about Toastmasters International? I had heard of it in passing more than once, but it was not something I thought about seriously until a friend invited me to join her club, as a visitor. When I accepted the invitation, our club didn’t have a name. We submitted our ideas to vote on, ...

Books have always gotten me through tough times. I would sit on my bed and travel to magical lands when I wasn’t able to go anywhere. I loved to get to know all of the different characters. I think that’s what sparked my love of writing because I never had to leave my characters once ...