I have never journaled regularly, at least not in the sense that many people do. When I competed professionally I kept a training journal, and I religiously tracked my sets, reps, intensities, and any important cues that I needed to remember, or that were particularly helpful. But I have never been one to reflect onContinue reading “Future Self Journaling: a 90 day recap on the best tool for self development you’re NOT using.”
Life is a but a spark. A spark is defined as a small fiery particle thrown off from a fire, alight in ashes, or produced by striking together two hard surfaces such as stone or metal. A tiny fiery particle that under the right circumstances can light an entire forest afire. Creating massive destruction and change.AnContinue reading “Spark Joy”
Yep, that’s right, a cuddle puddle! (Insert hearty eyes emoji here). For those of you who are wondering, a cuddle puddle is a big old pile of pillows, and comfy blankets, with a bunch of strangers piled in the middle, spooning, caressing, holding hands, touching each other with consensual, non-sexual touch. What thoughts does thisContinue reading “I went to a cuddle puddle.”
They asked, what do you want to be when you grow up?A doctor, a lawyer? I remember the question.My Dad asked me regularly.What do you want to be when you grow up?I didn’t know then, and I have an idea now. I think a better question would be, WHO do you want to be when youContinue reading “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I felt my worthlessness wash away. I felt my anxieties and insecurities slip into the abyss. I felt my worry melt off my skin like a bead of sweat on a hot day . And I remembered. I am lovely. I am wonderful. I am awesome. I am beautiful. I love me. I truly loveContinue reading “A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 2”
You are worthless. You are worth less. You are worth less than a man. Your pussy makes it so. Your voice matters less. Your opinion matters less. You don’t deserve the right to ask for and express your deepest desires and dreams. So keep your mouth shut. Keep your opinions to your self. You areContinue reading “A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 1”
I sit in a hotel room in Mississippi and I reflect on just how “real” 2018 has been. We are here to celebrate a 110th birthday. Unreal that some should live so long and my Dad started losing his mind in his early 60s. Life is funny that way. The end of this year didn’tContinue reading “2018 has been real.”
I’m mad. I’m fired up. Why, you ask? Because at what point do you accept that you are as amazing as everybody else tells you you are?
“It’ll pass,” he says. But in the moment it doesn’t feel that way. It feels like I’m going to drown. Like the resistance in me, is going to suffocate me, and I’m going to be stuck in this loop forever. These words don’t console me, they condemn me… Reinforcing self doubt, anger, fear… TheContinue reading “The lies we tell ourselves; the truths we adopt.”
We often think of exploring new places.
New cities, new beaches, new countries.
It’s in our nature.
We send ourselves into outer space, just to see what’s out there?
Are we all alone?
The eternal quest to satisfy our curiosity.