I don’t know exactly what to say or how to say it without making it “about me”. So I will just definitively state that I fully support the movement to end racial injustice. Black Lives Matter to me. Whatever changes I make within myself and how I communicate these to other people will be “behind the scenes” for now. It is not my turn to … Continue reading We can better support the black community.
Sat down to write a few days ago. But much like so many things in my life currently, I’m getting to it days after the fact… It is Saturday morning. The sun is shining brightly and I immediately feel drawn from my bed to be outdoors. I waste no time putting on yesterday’s yoga pants, throwing on my Grandpa’s old trucker jacket, and heading out … Continue reading I can do hard things.
I willingly woke up at 6:30am this morning. And as the orange glow filtered in through my kitchen blinds, it made me take pause as I mixed my celery powder into 8 ounces of water. (Don’t even ask, ha.) I took a photo, as proof to myself (and to document on Instagram Story) that I had gotten up before 9am during Quarantine. I’m now at … Continue reading The breather.
It’s kind of funny, really. Yesterday someone called me a “perfectionist” and it caught me completely off guard. So naturally, I laughed it off and told them to “stop talking stupid” (great rebuttal), but still they stood by their assessment. So when talking with various friends & family on the phone today, I casually brought it up and …. ((crickets)) Then a “well, yeah”. WHAT? … Continue reading Perfectionist.
Well, this is a big week. A big week on many levels. I’m experiencing all kinds of feels. But more on that later. It’s been a quite awhile since I’ve written and posted a blog, and I feel like I should catch you up on the happenings… A year ago today, I was preparing to release my 2nd single independently, “Suicidal Heart”. A dual-versioned single, … Continue reading the year of everything.
I’ve sat down to write this more than a handful of times over the last week or so, trying to share some recent and sensitive news with everyone. Every time, I carve out an hour and I just start to type. And every time, my free-flow of emotions settle differently, my “message” varying with each writing session. When people use the cliche, “…all the … Continue reading The first.
The show was starting in 20 minutes. I had already taken up my normal post for whenever I play the Bluebird Cafe. My preferred spot in the round is the chair that faces the big windows and the front door, so naturally I claimed it the moment I walked through the door. I was fiddling around for my lip gloss when one of my girlfriends … Continue reading Happy One Year Anniversary, Ray.
It’s midnight. I’ve got the front window open and I can hear the rain hitting the pavement. Usually that would put me to sleep, but for some reason, it’s inspired me to open my MacBook once again. So again, I’m sitting where I feel like I’ve been sitting for weeks now… at my kitchen table. With a computer screen in front of me, an iPhone … Continue reading Reinvention on paper.
Dear Uncle Mike, I don’t know how to start this letter. If I’m being truthful, just the thought of writing it had my stomach hurting all morning. It’s one thing to think these thoughts internally, pray my prayers in the morning…but I can physically feel the weight on my chest as I write it out. My hope is, I’ll write it, others will read it, … Continue reading 365 long short days later…
One week ago. Sunday morning. I woke up in my own bed for the first time in 8 days. My bags that had been unloaded from my frozen over car the night before, awaiting me still by the kitchen door. After an 8 hour drive home in a snowstorm, hauling my belongs upstairs to unpack was low on the “to do” list that morning. So … Continue reading Messy