Intro Sometimes my feelings are subtle, like a hair brushing against my neck. But more often than not, they are like waves threatening to devour me. And I don’t realize what’s happening until I’m already drowning in them. I’m not a fan of describing my emotionality, because it strikes as melodramatic…

The Incomplete Thoughts Series Welcome to the Incomplete Thoughts Series …because sometimes ideas are worthwhile, even if they’re not complete. I just read (on a tarot website) an interpretation of abundance as enough — enough food, shelter, and the ability to do the things you love. Abundance in spirituality has…

A Spiritual, Intuitive Approach to Creativity Julia Cameron is the modern mother of approaching creativity as a spiritual act. She views creative expression as intuitive, presenting it not as something we’re trying to do, but as a process of allowing. She has been integral to my journey of reclaiming the writer within me, so I figured…

And other concessions as a writer trying to “make it” on Medium. Finding my place on this platform is a journey I’ve been on since the tail end of 2016, and I’m honestly still confused by it. I sat down yesterday and begrudgingly wrote an article on boundaries and routine in a listicle format, because that’s what seems to resonate with people. …

Getting older is strange, much like the experience of attempting to be a full-fledged human being… it continues to unfold in ways I did not expect as my previous ideas of “growing up” dissolve with each passing year. At some point in my life, I imagine between the ages of…

this is a question that’s been stirring my thoughts as my relationship to writing continues to evolve. at the beginning days of posting on this platform, i thought maybe it could be an entry point into journalism. and then it evolved into personal essays — reflections on life, wisdom gathered…

Last month, I had something happen that’s been hard to place. …

It’s not often sleep has been struggle in my life. I’ve been blessed with the typical 8 hours, achieved without much wrestling with the sleep goddesses. But recently, I have felt tormented, waking up in the middle of the night with a fear of the darkness, the shadows, the soft…

there’s so much about my fellow humans i do not understand. one of them is people’s willingness to share things they create willingly, freely, as though it’s not a complete and utter threat to their personhood. sharing on the internet is easy because i don’t know y’all and in all…