Woman. The word itself stands alone. It is powerful. It is big and bold, encompassing every ounce of the spectrum. We feel. We know. And our days never lack in navigating when’s an appropriate time to ‘feel’ and when it’s time to ‘know’. During this pandemic, there were weeks I felt I was floating in and out of my “purpose”. Fueled by frustration, I’d dig … Continue reading Expand.
Daily meditations, yoga stretches, long walks, a good book – I do these things to quiet my thoughts and center. But now, I’m being asked to hold a magnifying glass over my thoughts and memories every morning, and then re-center myself from where ever the chapter/exercise took me? And I’m doing this voluntarily? Correct. Continue reading To begin.
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.
I’ll start this post off with a simple “Thank you” to whoever is reading this. Whether it’s been a random call or text to say Hi, a congratulations on my engagement, leaving a comment on a video I posted, or coming up to me after a show… I’m thankful (and still socially awkward with compliments) for a view of my world from an outside perspective. … Continue reading The ‘hood’ that raised us
So, for the past few weeks, I’ve been trying to commit to “mental health mornings” to start my day. Aside from waking up at the ass-crack of dawn to work out, I’ve been trying my best to take advantage of these early morning rises to “check in” with myself too. So after our work-out, and my boyfriend showers and heads off the work, I sit … Continue reading “the music thing”
http://www.RachelWilliamsOnline.com I don’t know when it happened exactly. I just know it happened. It wasn’t overnight. It wasn’t one catastrophic event. It wasn’t someone’s words that lingered. It wasn’t one specific loss that did me in. So I guess it was an endless series of things…life…that didn’t seem all that noticeable at the time but “out of nowhere”, somehow, it all culminated into a big ball of everything. Defeat. … Continue reading Burden or light.