If you’ve read The Living God, or held a lengthy philosophical conversation with me (or happen to follow me on social media), you may have concluded I’m a fan of multiverse theory. Any shape or form, actually.
It’s that time of year where I do my life audit, where I analyze my personal, creative, and professional wins and losses. This is my fourth year of doing a personal review, similar to a professional review, where I look
Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker trailer landed last night and I’ve honestly lost count of how many times I’ve watched it. I’ve also cried almost every single time. I am overcome with a lot of emotions, and I guess
I’ve mentioned a million times that I’m a very goal-oriented person. I’ve got to have a target, and if I can’t find one I usually make it. While I am a goal oriented person, I’m also someone that needs to
I was a relatively healthy child. Aside from the severe infection I had as a child, I was never really sick. I mostly dealt with the occasional injury–like a sprained ankle or welding-flash induced blindness. You know, the perfectly normal,
When I was a little girl, I would look up at the stars–at a vast universe that stretched well beyond my already boundless imagination–and feel this deep, indescribable calling. The array of millions of glittering balls of gas reflected in
I’m a very responsible person. I keep my commitments. But, I honestly suck at maintaining a blog. I think it stems from a variety of things. First, I’m trying to be a lot of things at once. Second, I haven’t
As 2018 comes to a close, I find myself sitting to write my yearly review, where I analyze personal, creative, and professional triumphs and losses. Its similar to a professional annual review (if you’ve ever had one), but I’m giving
Do you ever feel disjointed? Overwhelmed? Like there just isn’t enough time in the day, the week, the month, the year? Do you forget things, or repeat information over and over in your head in the hopes of remembering them?
We all have fears. Most people are afraid of dying. I used to be. There was a time when I was utterly convinced I wouldn’t live past 18. But, I lost that fear when I found myself huddled on the