sandbox & dreamscape
a place to learn, share & talk through the thoughts I’m thinking.
I told my best friend that this year has three parts. Holding my breath so I don’t cry, crying, and the brief relief after crying. I know what’s missing here. I should be writing. Or, I should be seeing like a writer. Writing is, well, the worst part is putting the words down. The bestContinue reading “walking words”
I read the news. I feel myself holding my breath. I am afraid. I am exhausted. I catch my held breath and I exhale, lean back. I breathe deeply, in and out. I make myself breathe slowly. I count. I think, “I am a little thing, within it all, and that is okay.” I rememberContinue reading “a little thing”
“You learn things by saying them over and over and thinking about them until they stay in your mind forever and I think it will be the same with Magic. If you keep calling it to come to you and help you it will get to be part of you and it will stay andContinue reading “my secret garden”
“For it is not only indolence that causes human relationships to be repeated from case to case with such unspeakable monotony and boredom; it is timidity before any new, inconceivable experience, which we don’t think we can deal with. But only someone who is ready for everything, who doesn’t exclude any experience, even the mostContinue reading “being is the hard part”
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