Join me as I compassionately, playfully, and vulnerably share my experiences and insights as an empath creative with depression & anxiety, and the ways I’ve found to build a wholehearted, content, loving, and healing life amidst chaos.
Explore musings demystifying spirituality, ways of reconciling the dualistic nature of existence, sneaky self-care ideas, and metaphorical life-lessons from dogs. Despite my flaws, mental illness, and the fact that all of civilization sort of feels like it’s falling apart, I’ve built a delightful inner self in a world of chaos. And I’m not special—that’s what’s so beautiful.
Why I like potholes
We need to be gently jostled by life to remind us how we are immensely interconnected. Being drawn into the present moment offers respite from the looping narratives of our minds. My approach is likely uncommon, but I’ve always viewed driving as a collaborative sport. Because–holy shit–how can it not be? We’re all a bunch of idiot-humans easily distracted with thoughts and emotions operating driving-machines at high speeds with varying degrees of competency in shared space–doesn’t working together feel obvious?