Breathe

A couple months ago, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw this post: I had, a short while before, begun to consider that I was not breathing as deeply as I could, physically. I was noticing that I was not utilizing my diaphragm but instead breathed up into my shoulders. This sounds like a silly … Continue reading Breathe

Back to Reality

A couple years ago, my brother-in-law came to live with my ex and me. It was awkward as hell. Honestly, I would not have chosen it for that season of my life. Yet, I have HUGE amounts of gratitude that it happened. Around that same time, I was also beginning to reopen my exploration of … Continue reading Back to Reality

17

A while back, my mom, pointed out that many of the “woke community” are stuck on the number 17. I thought it was odd. I had never had any love for the number before. So, why was ot now the number that came to mind each time I went to exaggerate or enumerate. “There are … Continue reading 17