Writer of essays, reflections, and cultural commentary. Exploring creativity, inner life, and what it means to grow wiser on purpose.
Writing
Every writer goes through a certain process. Some days, you sit down to write and the words come relatively easily. The coffee (or tea) hits just right. The light is good. The air feels calm, and the atmosphere is on point. You actually feel clear, capable, and like your most
Belief Systems
"You're lazy." "You're difficult." "You're just trying to cause trouble." If I had a nickel for every time some adult told me any of the above (or similar) when I was growing up, I could buy the fancy
Life
As weird as I feel sometimes, I'm not that much different from any other content creator out there. I wouldn't say I'm doing all this to get famous or anything. I don't care about being an influencer, and at nearly 50 years
Readings
Today is kind of a weird day, spiritually speaking. If you know me well, you may be somewhat aware that I've recently rediscovered my one-time interest in divination. Only it's different now that I'm older. When I was younger, I would discover interests,
Internet
So, there's this massive AI art group on Facebook where I'm the primary moderator. This being the case, I've developed a daily habit of hopping on there in the mornings to see what's going on, remove anything that violates community standards, approve
Internet
There’s a specific kind of energy that comes from people who never interact with your posts and never cheer when you hit a milestone, but consider it important to keep tabs on you regardless. Sometimes it’s an ex-employer or old client lurking on your LinkedIn for no
Readings
When I first came up with (and participated in) the first-ever cycle of my original Feast of the Wandering Pen challenge a month ago, I didn’t really know where it was going to take me. I just knew I needed something to get me back to writing for
Self Image
There’s a strange kind of grief that arrives when the story you once told about yourself — your guiding myth — no longer fits. Especially when it wasn’t just any story, but the story. The one you poured into poems or blogs or old journal entries by the bucketful. The
Music
I almost always listen to music in the mornings to help wake my mind up and get my blood flowing. But today’s soundtrack isn’t just background noise. It’s a living, breathing presence in the room with me. It's flowing into my ears through the Cali
Readings
So, there’s this tarot deck in my office that I didn’t actually touch for almost two years. It’s beautiful — mythic, even. Every card depicts a folktale, legend, myth, or fairytale from a different part of the world. It’s called Tarot of the Divine, and it arrived
Creativity
At dinner last night, Seth and I had one of those conversations that really linger. The kind where you find yourself still turning it over in your mind the next day, like a stone you can’t stop touching. We were talking about creativity, specifically how freeing it can feel
Self Image
I'm realizing that I’ve made a lot of silent promises to myself over the years. Some were whispered in moments of grief, others after quiet triumphs I didn’t care to tell anyone about at the time. They weren't anything serious or formal, but they