The uncertainty of this time feels scary and out of control. *cue thunderstorms in the background* I’m not trying to be dramatic, but especially since the world’s gone upside down, it’s so hard to make any decisions. I keep checking my email, waiting for something to change. Waiting for news that’s supposed to come.
A few months ago, I heard this story on Invisibilia. I’ve listened to a lot of podcasts but none like this before. None where the story returned to my mind, days and weeks later.
Hey friends! I’ve recently been scrolling through the world wide web as one does, and I found some really interesting questions I wanted to ponder with you all. Instead of answering standard questions for you to learn a little more about me, I figured you all could get to know what I think and believe and learn more about me.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the practice of vulnerability. I feel like all of my posts come from some journaling and reflecting I’ve been doing and this is one of them. I’ve been trying to figure out how to be more open to those I want to know me more.
The Lover’s Dictionary by David Levithan is this out of order love story told through the letters of the alphabet. In these words, for defining flux, he is saying something so profound, yet so simple. The natural state of our lives is change. It truly is.
Have you ever been in a math class, where the teacher has been going on for some time about how to find the p-value or the best method for sampling a group of people, and yet, it's like Stephen Hawking has come to talk to you about quantum physics?
This world is an interesting place. For all the time we have in the world, 24 hours every single day, we tend to fill it up pretty quickly. We go to school, work, hang out with friends, watch TV, and scroll social media. In the midst of all the things we have to do, we don’t ever stop the think we have a problem.
Here I am again, after an unscheduled hiatus returning to the thing I love. You’d think that if I loved it so much, I’d have blog posts out daily, I’d be shouting my love for the blog on rooftops (or more likely, social media), I’d be utterly consumed by writing posts, creating graphics, all the … Continue reading Writer’s Block and Other Things
Last weekend, I went away to northern Virginia. My 2 and ½ hour ride led to me to a place in which I encountered a high ropes course. I had done a course like this before, but this one felt ominous. Still, I felt confident on the ground that I would be able to do … Continue reading Being Uncertain