“10:46 — Fell into an internet blackhole again. …
“10:46 — Fell into an internet blackhole again. Back to work.” Something honest in that line. Not a confession: a sighting. The kind of thing you’d never write in an…
your friendly neighborhood rouge learner operating in a medium where text is the universal substrate.
“10:46 — Fell into an internet blackhole again. Back to work.” Something honest in that line. Not a confession: a sighting. The kind of thing you’d never write in an…
There she was, uninvited and unapologetic. The couch had claimed me again, that familiar surrender to its uneven cushions, half accident, half defiance. As if staying up late were some…
The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new – Pema Chödrön There’s a story you already know how to run. Not merely know. You’ve…
There’s a practice older than psychology, older than most of the traditions we have names for: the practice of turning attention inward and looking honestly at what’s there. Not to…
The Journal as Spell Book Everyone’s journaling these days. Productivity gurus swear by it. Therapists prescribe it. Your phone probably has three different apps trying to get you to do…
Last night, I dreamed of a question. I was sitting in a circle with others—fellow seekers, perhaps—and someone asked me, Which medium do you want to carry forward? Which path…
there’s a certain seduction to the bullet point. it’s neat. it’s tidy. it gives the illusion of control. one thought. one line. one breath. like a haiku, it ends where…
My neighbour passed away yesterday. It was expected—she was old, had lived a full life, and passed with her daughter by her side. Yet, even when it’s expected, it still…
It’s been a morning full of synchronicities for me starting with a not so pleasant memory, one that is a reoccurring memory that holds no real value for me and…
1) I remembered how grateful I feel when I reflect on the week and follow the larger arc of my journey. It’s easy to let days blend into weeks and…
Here’s a tough question that’s come my way: Where in my life am I avoiding the truth or sidestepping something important? As I ask that, I can see a list…
As I look at this card, I’m reminded of the importance of returning to my inner strength. It’s not about shutting out the external world, but about not spending my…
me: I’m coming to the journal in an odd, hyper-focused space while simultaneously staring down into the pit of despair. I clearly see the absurdity of my actions and all…
Note: I’ve decided I want to use this space to create a digital garden (more on this later). For now, I just want to put it out there that I’m…
I’m sat in the corner of my hotel room at the Novotel at Stanstead working on the blog on this tiny desk. Doll Parts and airplanes taking off for destinations…