What a beautiful predicament, to be overwhelmed by the goodness of one’s life. To have so much to love that you couldn’t possibly choose. To have too much to be excited for to pick. To have lovers and friends. Family and passion. To have all the things that a person could dream of in abundance. To indulge in life so fully it gives you cavities. … Continue reading Gin-soaked professions

I’ve consumed so much of life recently that I find myself with a belly ache. An over eager child with eyes that are too big, ones that roll at the cautioning against too much of a good thing. I accept, without thought, all that the world is willing to give me. I do more and more and more, simply because I can. But I am … Continue reading Big eyes, small stomachs

Too often I approach a day with the trepidation of someone who doesn’t have a choice. I lock myself into the flight patterns of a migratory bird who only longs to land. But just beneath my feet are ample branches upon which to perch. I pass them ceaselessly on my fruitless journey to make it to a place where the air is temperate and the … Continue reading Change your mind

Love is not such a noble thing as we claim it to be. It is not all encompassing, it is not untethered or free of boundaries. So much of it is fickle and shifting. It’s borne of convenience and timing, whether we like the sound of that or not. Love is rarely something that springs forth and attaches itself, it is a vine that slowly … Continue reading Lover’s bluff

I am counting on gut feelings and the secret passageways of the universe to ferry me towards all that I’m meant for. Those moments that don’t make sense at all but call for a sense of urgency. Those loose ends that take months to tie themselves together into something divine and unforeseeable. I’m done forcing corner pieces together with unrelenting frustration. Never again will ignore … Continue reading The backseat

What is love in a pandemic? Belabored distance. Profound longing wrapped in terror. Hopefulness to contrast even the bleakest landscape. It is finding common ground with the people you deemed alien. It is working towards a common good. The most likely catalyst for the unity our dreamers have dreamt. One underlying thread woven in the fabric of our lifetime that equalizes us. We’re all locked … Continue reading love in the time of corona

Suddenly you find that you have less time for all that nothing. Good distractions. You have novels to write and laces to tie on your pointe shoes. One day you notice that the days don’t do that strange dance where they drag and they fly at the same time, and they carry you behind them. Suddenly your hours are filled with purpose and they end … Continue reading parallel universes

A sudden snow flurry in the Texas hill country. It’s welcomed in with delightful protestations and it decided to stay for the afternoon. It bestows upon its gracious hosts seven hours of quietly falling magic. It blankets our scorched earth with its tender offering. It dots the sky with impairing frequency. It brings to a warm, quiet place it’s special brand of wonder. And like … Continue reading unexpected magic

I don’t prescribe to the “hustle”. I refuse to live a life bounded by the force-fed imperialist dreams that they’ve allowed us to claim as our own. You can’t take power back from the supply chain on which you are a cog. You can only be ceded it. Don’t let them fool you. It only benefits them if you accept their 9-5 under rebranding and … Continue reading Sweet fruit nectars, dry meads

I feel like a broken record that only plays very nice songs. A scratch in the vinyl that adds resonance to the piece that it plays. I keep saying the same glorious things about making things for ourselves and the simple ingenuity in just doing what we’ve prescribed ourselves to overthink. But don’t let that convince you that I don’t know sad songs. There are … Continue reading A people of pestilence and death