I can hear the birds again. (A description of journeying through depression.)

I can hear birds again. Outside, they’re chirping. It’s subtle and crisp and beautiful. I can hear the breeze and feel it on my skin. It rustles the changing leaves and whisks a few of them onto a windy ride to the earth’s floor. I can see the sky. I’ve viewed it previously, but today […]

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Day 22 of 30: On meeting people where they are

Hi there I’d like you to accept me no matter what mood I’m in, please, and then go ahead and always be in the mood *I* want you to be in. KTHX. It seems snooty when said aloud like that, but a lot of people unknowingly live this way. I did for a long time […]

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DAY SIX: Why getting triggered is a GOOD thing

I mean, a big part of my confusions came from being an empath. I’m an intuitively and energetically and emotionally sensitive being, able to pick up on subtle shifts from others’ feelings. This is a beautiful gift when harnessed correctly, and yet an exhausting curse when misunderstood or not healthily maintained.

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Day 270 of 365: feel the suck. get the prize.

My boyfriend is a generally happy person. He lives his life in the middle numbers on the 1-10 scale. That’s kind of his base level of existence. When I get in wonky places, he’s able to easily snap me out of them. He’ll call me on my shit if I’m having a pity party, or […]

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Day 100 of 365: core desired feelings

I’ve been working through this kickass + challenging book over the last month: It’s changing everything for me. Or, rather, I’m changing everything for me as a result of the work I’m doing with this book. The first part is a normal book, explaining the importance (and necessity, really) of honing in on the way we […]

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Day 76 of 365: Breaking wide open.

Yes. 365 days of embracing the unknown and learning about chance and letting serendipity lead the ways sounds so FUN AND RAINBOWY. IT IS ALSO THE MOST CHALLENGING TRANSFORMATION I’VE EVER EXPERIENCED. Like… What. The fuck. Is happening. In my life. I feel like I’ve been shot out of a cannon and am flailing around […]

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Day 71 of 365: I am not broken – a poem

I am not broken. You try to “fix” me, To plug in different variables Attempting to solve the problem Of my discomfort. I pray your intentions are pure, That you want to help me. And yet… It seems you want me to “feel better” Because you are uncomfortable With my darkness and pain.   I […]

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