• Giant Redwoods

    Is it just me? Or is it always referenced so objectively? As if there are cookie cutter images of what this is supposed to look like. But what happens when it’s your baby brother?…

  • OK.

    I have always been a fan of F. Scott Fitzgerald. I feel that because we are all exposed to his The Great Gatsby in high school, it is easy to find him stale, overrated,…

  • Saint Augustine

    Since I’ve been dating B, my life has been one big bubble of adventure. We float here, there, back to here, then somewhere over there. It is so exciting to date someone who can’t…

  • In The Front Seat

    What is it about life’s little details? They seem to wiggle themselves, into the messy, the mundane, the everyday. I am still on the journey to finding balance. What to let in, what to…

  • The Importance of an “I feel”

    I am such a proponent and heavy user of the “I feel’s.” An “I feel” is the doorway into an exploration of self. It is where emotion meets expression, and what is more beautiful…

  • An open letter to the swim ahead

    This is a process I’ve yet to encounter: Twenty-six years and I’m learning grief. Except, instead of denial, I am learning acceptance. It is so confusing that you could not see the little girl…

  • Remembering to Remember

    I have been thinking about the year 2011 a lot lately. Since I have been in this spiritually slow season, I have tried to be better at slowing down and paying attention. The other…

  • Deeper than Baltimore

    I’m going to start out by saying that I’m proud of myself. On some level, I have kept my composure surrounding Baltimore. I sought to internalize first, attempted to avoid every Facebook post that…

  • “The Night of the Senses”

    I have been following Christ for almost six years now. While it seems like a sliver in comparison to those who are ten, twenty, thirty years in, to me it feels like forever. To…