Sanity Ritual: Journaling
The brain is a funny thing. Everyone, as far as I’ve noticed, has their sanity rituals. Things they do, whether they’re aware of it or not, that keep centered. Keep…
Sleepy Sunday Meditations
There’s something about a rainy Sunday where you don’t actually need to leave the house. Oh sure, you could leave the house. There are always groceries to get. You could…
Important Reminders
Fellow artists, fellow work-from-home-ers, fellow introverts, fellow misanthropic lovers and anxiety addicts, I’ve learned an important, vital lesson today: You really, really need to get the heck out of the…
The Importance of Ritual
To make the point that is the point of this post, I need to illustrate with a personal story. My sweetie and I, in an effort to cold turkey clean…
Uranus Retrograde, or Playing Catch with a Runaway Mind
I’m sitting here on a Sunday afternoon while my very type-A, productive, industrious sweetie wrecks the kitchen doing 50 things with chickpeas, making kombucha (no really, she calls it ‘the…
Daily Practice
Something I’ve realized is that despite what I previously thought, one can stop doing art, and not go crazy. There’s this notion that “I have to make art, or I…
The Ghost
There’s a common idea of what anxiety looks like. Panic attacks, outwardly loud fear in your head, strong physical reactions. Sweat. Incessant thoughts. And yes, anxiety is that, sometimes. But.…
Staying Afloat
Life sometimes gets…heavy. And sometimes it’s tricky to talk about because it feels weird to be complaining when you can’t count your blessings on both hands and both feet. There’s…
Paying Attention
Overheard in a coffee shop: “Custard?! C’mon, nobody is passionate about custard!!” This actually brings up a good point. No, not about custard. (and frankly, I bet there are people…
Rainy Days and the Tao
It’s currently 65 degrees here in Charlotte, NC, where I am. It’s overcast, and it’s been raining off and on for a few days. Unusual, especially considering that a few…
Ramblings of a Runaway Mind
