Gardenia

Hustle culture is lying to you. Here’s how to set yourself free. Yesterday, I had a conversation with a new-old friend. She asked what I’m working on, and I found myself speaking my vision aloud for the first time. As I rambled through my dream, I noticed how right it felt. My heart shined, ablaze…

You got the applause you craved, but it felt hollow. Here’s why. In one of my earliest memories, I’m four years old, standing barefoot on a grassy hill at some sort of summer camp. I don’t know the other kids. They don’t want to know me. And then it came, like a bolt from the…

I miss my mother. This morning, the feeling came through loud and clear in my journal, and to be honest, it kind of surprised me. We didn’t talk much when she was alive. Too often, I was caught up in my own stuff, unwilling to burden or be burdened. But there are times when all…

The first glimpse feels like flying,
Mask breaking water,
Fins at the ready,
Unprepared.
I am afraid of heights.