Out of the Woods.

"Can I call you back in 45 minutes?" Those were the last words I spoke to my father -- the evening of May 4th, 2018. I had called him an hour before, wanting to catch up, to talk with him about the branding I was considering for a small side-business I had been dreaming of...

My Conversation with Buddha upon Meeting Him at Kobenhavn Central Station.

Hi there. I know it's been a while since I blogged. Things preoccupied me and I didn't feel like sharing stuff on the internet for a while. Unless it was a poorly photoshopped political meme custom made by yours truly. After the loss of my friend Mike, another dear friend passed unexpectedly from cancer. It was and...

George.

I was not a Beatles fan. Shortly after George Harrison died in 2001, while home from college for winter break, I met him in a dream. He had long dark hair, a beard, no shirt and tight jeans on. He was skinny. As far as I know, I had never seen George Harrison looking like a...

Dogservations.

My dog is afraid of the vacuum but in this really strange way -- instead of running away from it or barking at it, he cowers, ready to jump away and into safety should it come too close to his personal pup space. While he's cowering, his widening eyes stare at the vacuum, then dart...

Haiku.

A few posts ago I shared a haiku I wrote after many years of stagnation in the creativity department, and today I would like to tell a little story about the lovely person who ignited my love for this three line "I see what you did there" artform. His name is (was) Michael Whorton. Like...

Literally.

Something strange happens in my body when I start to experience an emotion very deeply: A sensation buds in my chest and, as it flowers, it feels as if someone is tenderly scooping my heart in their dominant hand and then unceremoniously squeezing. I feel the physical manifestation of a strong emotional response in my chest. There...

An Introduction.

I started journaling when I was eight years old. I remember writing two or three sentences a day about my first crush-turned-boyfriend. Detailing the day he smiled at me during a science lesson, and the morning we hid behind the classroom's presentation easel while he read Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs to me. How...