I grew up poor, with limited resources and opportunities. When the 90's recession hit, my family went from lower middle class to just lower class. Food banks provided food for us to "quiet the stomach rumblings" on hungry days, and one-room motel rooms filled with six family members afford us the luxury of having a roof over our heads to fight the frigid-ness of bitter New England winters that threatened our lives.
What would happen if you decided to love yourself? Like, really love yourself? What if you woke up in the morning and, instead of being frustrated that it's all starting over again, you were determined to face the day and enjoy being you? That you woke up with a song on your lips, a little... Continue Reading →
A couple of days ago, I was having a conversation about the lack of a viable creative community in San Diego, or at least one I could find. I lamented on how I'd been lacking with my writing and other creative pursuits, and that I wanted to get back to doing "cooler" things, and creating... Continue Reading →
You want to make sure everything is perfect, that everything is squared away, because then, and only then, will you be able to feel comfortable.
This morning was not, by many standards, a good day. I woke up exhausted, having spent the night tossing and turning, uncomfortable and restless. I snoozed for a bit, then woke up with a start, because now I was running late. Traffic was awful, making my commute last almost an hour. I got to the... Continue Reading →
"Great people do things before they're ready". Simple quote, but yesterday morning, during my daily wake-up ritual of opening up social media (don't judge me), it was the first one I saw, and it hit me hard. It ended up shaping not only the course of my day, but it also impacted my interactions. Maybe... Continue Reading →
Did you know that almost all of the people (91%) who make resolutions never succeed at reaching their desired outcome? With a week down, have you thought about what side of that coin you're going to land on?
The idealism that we may have felt on 12/31/15 has been chipped at a little, but it doesn't mean that the year was lived in vain. Some of us attained knowledge of self and others, in ways that made us question everything around us. It was a year of growth - uncomfortable growth - that served the purpose of revealing our strengths, and our weaknesses.
I grew up in a household with five other siblings, three being younger than me, and I can recall despising the concept of sharing. I would look at the adults and think, none of THEM are sharing - why do I have to? I would go to school and balk at the kids wanting to borrow... Continue Reading →