Analysis Paralysis, Self-Sabotage, & Intellectual Masturbation

Mostly I’m excited that I wrote the word “masturbation” in the title of this blog entry. I haven’t posted in over a month, which is the longest I’ve gone without posting in [insert dramatically long time here]. Guess what happened? Welp, I started making fun doodle videos… Like this one about how to be less […]

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Day 115 of 365: I write because…

I don’t write because I want to; I write because I have to. I share my words and thoughts and feelings in as transparent of a way as possible on any given day because, if I don’t, I can feel the words dancing under my skin… Painting graffiti inside my veins… Sketching doodles inside the […]

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Day 107 of 365: Sometimes I wonder…

Sometimes, when I meet new people, I look at their teeth and their eyes. I wonder what their smile is hiding, I wonder the last time they cried, and I wonder what would happen if I wrapped them in a warm, open-hearted hug. I wonder about their insecurities and the narrative currently running through their […]

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Day 105 of 365: hindsight and humility and ouchy realizations

There was always a certain kind of person I despised. I considered them “bad” people, heartless people, selfish people, and so on. These were the folks who would take advantage of kind, giving humans; the folks who broke hearts without warning or explanation; those who made everything about them and flew the victim flag way up […]

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Day 92 of 365: brevity + procrastina…tion

Hi. I’m elbows deep in a writing project. I’m tired. It’s past my bedtime; even past my second bedtime. I’m dedicated to this blog and to the writing project. Here I am, showing up for each. Which makes me sound awesome. And I am. But also, I waited until the last minute for both, after […]

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Day 81 of 365: Nike that shit.

This is a beginning draft by the famous artist, Pablo Picasso. It’s an excellent example of free-flowing line art, and I find it to be profound and mysterious. Although then again, I’m partial. Because Picasso didn’t do it; my brother did. In like 20 seconds. When making an adjustment to my doodle pad/monitor. He was […]

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Day 80 of 365: start before you’re ready. — a motivational rant.

I am really feeling the benefits of all of the retraining work I’ve been doing over the years… Specifically regarding limiting beliefs such as “I can’t make a living doing what I love” (saying that feels icky and gross now, whereas it used to be totally resonant). Beliefs around money, around receptivity, around love/commitment, and […]

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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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