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Same voice, same chaos, fancier furniture
Blogging
Same voice, same chaos, fancier furniture
Life
On selfies, tarot spreads, and showing more of the face behind the words
Aging
Because life doesn’t come with an expiration date, no matter what society tells you
Storytelling
On wasting time with dignity, and why it might be the holiest thing you can do
Life
How the quiet choices of focus shape the architecture of our lives
Spirituality
A consumer guide to spiritual choices nobody asked for
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On choosing permanence over platforms
On wasting time with dignity, and why it might be the holiest thing you can do
A consumer guide to spiritual choices nobody asked for
Something interesting I've noticed as I get older. Some of the films you really loved at different times don’t necessarily stay the same when you periodically revisit them. Many of them actually grow with you. Or maybe it’s that you grow, and the film remains a
It's really no secret that most of us are taught to fear doing nothing. Idleness is suspicious. Productivity is the religion of the day. So, if you’re not grinding, optimizing, or “getting ahead” every second of every day, then what are you even doing with your life?
Notes and reflections from the wandering desk of Shannon Hilson
Something interesting I've noticed as I get older. Some of the films you really loved at different times don’t necessarily stay the same when you periodically revisit them. Many of them actually grow with you. Or maybe it’s that you grow, and the film remains a
There was once a woman who lived at the outermost edge of a crowded city. She wasn't wealthy. She wasn't particularly powerful, either. But she had something in abundance that was rarer than either of those things – time. And because her time was precious, many came
It's really no secret that most of us are taught to fear doing nothing. Idleness is suspicious. Productivity is the religion of the day. So, if you’re not grinding, optimizing, or “getting ahead” every second of every day, then what are you even doing with your life?
Last night I went to Sweden. Not on a plane with my passport in hand, and not with my bank account weeping at the cost of airfare. I just… slipped there. Outside of time and space, while I was sleeping. I stayed in a little inn with a big dining
The first time it fell, no one noticed. It struck the earth in the night, a streak of fire breaking across the crooked sky. By morning, only a shallow crater marked the spot where it had landed. The farmers who found it thought it was a piece of machinery, an
This morning is the kind I would bottle if I could. Before Sunrise playing softly in the background, a grocery delivery on its way, a stick of chamomile incense making my office space smell amazing. I’m in that gentle in-between state where the world hasn’t yet demanded anything
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These days, I share a lot of myself in writing across different spaces – particularly Quora, Substack, and Medium. But some thoughts don’t really fit anywhere official. They’re too quiet, too in-progress, too unresolved, but they're not necessarily private journal thoughts, either. So this time around, I’
You know those writers who always seem to have their act together? (Of course, you do.) They’re cranking out newsletters every week, dropping blog posts like clockwork, and somehow still finding time to live aesthetic Insta-worthy lives full of matcha lattes and annotated novels. I used to assume those
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