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  • Little brain sparks

    I’m kiiiiind of taking a few weeks off, and where we’re staying doesn’t have the most reliable internet…which in retrospect, has been a huge blessing in disguise. In fact, I love it. But I just

  • New Year. New Mood.

    New year. A new mood board. Ok, it’s also a new kind of mood, too. Zero expectations, an intensified attitude of gratitude, and inspiration to just…be. Be filled with joy, be present, and be me.

  • Full moon ramblings

    It’s the last full moon of this crazy year, ok and decade, month, week. I’ve also had crippling writer’s block when it comes to poems/ramblings. But something about tonight just made me tell my inner

  • Imperfect Ramblings

    In a writing rut? Just write. Even if it doesn’t make sense, I swear it’ll somehow end up making sense. Even if it doesn’t. If that makes sense. It doesn’t have to be perfectly profound.

  • Written Out

    Just some digital doodles for you. Ok, I don’t know why I said “just” before that because there is something necessary about mindless scribbles nowadays:  No expectations, just thoughts, or reworking old thoughts, and the

  • Current Mood

    It felt like a good time for a mood board. Love creating these things. Especially this one. Reading, signing ( #JusticeForBre), donating(Be The Bridge is incredibe), listening to Uncomfortable Conversations ( This one with Emmanuel

  • A Love Letter to My Sweats

    I’ve been meaning to sit down and write a deep, heartfelt poem about these past few months…and this is all I’ve got. But, it made me chuckle (my husband too, which says a lot), want

  • Written Out

    It’s hard to admit it, but I kind of hit a wall. Motivation and creative ideas – they’re there but not really. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one. or at least hope I’m

  • 20 thoughts for 2020

    Somehow last year ended, a decade said sayonara, this year started, and I didn’t wake up in 2020 as a new person with a new perspective on life, filled with lists of things I want

  • Cheers to Nine Years

    Nine years ago today, I sat, sweaty after a workout, underneath an air-conditioning vent in the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf on Diamond Head, spent $20 to buy the URL, and wrote my first