Day 18 of 365: the prison and freedom of pain

I am in the midst of a paradigm shift. Currently, as I write this, I’m only partially present. I feel tinglies in the back of my skull and I feel as though my cells are dancing faster than usual. My heart is open and I can feel energy pouring into and out of it. This […]

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Day 17 of 365: Why I’ve killed so many plants.

My mom has what they call a green thumb, meaning she can grow all the things. I used to joke that mine was pitch black, like frost bite. I killed plants that were supposed to be hearty and able to withstand even the worst plant-parents. My poor plant-parenting skills are closely related to why I […]

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Day 14 of 365: “Wind” — A poem

Fresh, warm, and cushioned with humidity, It moves at its own pace. Without obvious design, as if an interpretive dance, It twists And turns Into intricate shapes, Like a drawing where pen never leaves page. It does this for no one. Its whirlwind romance with scattered leaves Is not to impress the sun Or moon […]

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Day 12 of 365: it’s imperative to be imperfect.

I wrote a book once. I mean, I’ve started writing around twenty books, but I convinced myself to not finish 95% of them. I used to be quite talented at convincing myself not to do something. What if no one buys it? What if people buy it and they don’t like it? What if you read […]

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Day 11 of 365: Canoodling with discomfort.

I sat in my backless computer chair, lower back hunched with just enough exhaustion for the day to feel productive. I thought of how I was too tired to write. I then stopped and asked myself if that was true. I guessed it wasn’t, since I frequently (quite literally) write in my sleep. It’s closely […]

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Day 8 of 365: Re-framing the question “How do I get from here to there?”

Originally, I wanted to start this blog as a way to answer the burning question: (Thanks, Microsoft Paint, for displaying my art skills.) “HERE” consisted of: -Living in my parents’ basement -In debt -Unsure about my career path (SO MANY PASSIONS. SO MANY IDEAS.) “THERE” consisted of: -NY Times best-selling author + inspirational speaker -Debt-free […]

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Day 4 of 365: “I wish I’d played in less rainstorms,” said no one ever.

At times, I’m going to bring up some spiritual woowoo stuff. Just a head’s up. To me, it’s second nature and, y’know, THE OBVIOUS TRUTH, and stuff I talk about regularly… So it doesn’t stand out to me as weird or hippie/(hippy?) or whatever. But in the last week I’ve had a lot (two) people […]

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Day 3 of 365: OMIGOD serendipity all up in my face.

Okay, Universe. Now you’re just showing off. I was reminded this evening of the last time I did a focused period of writing, which was when I did “30 days of seeking God” and wrote about my journey each day. During that time, some powerful shit happened. Stuff I couldn’t have foreseen or imagined, even though […]

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Day 2 of 365: It’s not a success story, it’s an on-my-way-to-success story.

And then I went on to tell her my exact plans for this blog. Something along the lines of…
“I’ll ideally get lots of followers which will make selling book #2 much easier.”
She then did what she does best, which is call me on my shit. Because, in one sentence, I contradicted the entire focus of this blog. Cool.

That’s why this journey is a challenging one for me. Because I like things like algebraic equations and knowing the correct way to open ground lamb, because they both have only one correct answer.

I like having control. Or, at least, the illusion of control.

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