This week's blog will look at my writing but not the actual words. We'll be looking at the reasons why I write. If I'm being honest, there are too many for me to actually cover. However, if I'm really honest about what keeps me coming back to a blank page (or even one with a few squiggles… Continue reading Why Do I Write?
That's right, I said it. Accept failure? Easy. Accept your failures? All right, not so easy. And we know why. Because it means we were not good enough, we messed up, or we were just plain unlucky. There are so many negative thoughts in our head, not just those three. They flutter around our failures and… Continue reading Accept Failure
The short answer is yes. The long answer is a sassy question back at you: I don't know are you? Though it's a little reminiscent of a teacher asking a student "can you", it does bring up a good point. Do you think you are a runner? This is something a lot of people, runners… Continue reading Am I Runner?
Why do we practice going upside down? It's not easy, it is scary, and it's a long, slow journey to success. So why do we do it? Well, we do it because it's hard. Yoga is a beautiful thing. It's an art that focuses on the journey, not the outcome. Not saying that others don't, but this one… Continue reading Finding The Balance: Inversions
All of you who neglect sleep (occasionally or constantly) please raise your hand. How many of us are guilty here? I know I am. And that's bad. So, what do we do? We prioritize sleep. This title isn't a gentle suggestion this time...it's a command. You've got to prioritize your sleep. I know it isn't easy, trust me,… Continue reading Prioritize Sleep
How am I not dead? How am I not dead? In the last few months, I've found myself stumbling over this question a lot. And it's not because I'm having an existential crisis...been there done that. Everything will end. No, I'm not asking myself that question because I'm in a bad mental state. I'm asking it… Continue reading The High School Experience
They're out there, the immortals. They go to work, buy groceries, teach children. They cry, they scream, they fight, they mess up. But still, they are immortal. At least, that's my take on it. No, this isn't about ghosts. No, it isn't some weird, otherworldly phenomenon. This is going to be a shorter, guided reflection… Continue reading The Immortals
Relax, this isn't going to be some highly opinionated, feminist article. It's not my style to write like that. This is not coming from a place of gender. Now that that's out of the way, I know my body. I'm an avid exerciser, I eat super duper well, and I've listened to and worked with my body… Continue reading I Know My Body
I am all right...despite what my words might say or hint at.
What do I mean when I say, "I'm busy"? It seems pretty straightforward, doesn't it? But it's not quite all that it seems.