If I’m not sad enough, it never taste as delicious. This has been a proven scientific fact. The amount of sadness equates to the amount of love I need to put into my soup, that’s called balance my friend. This recipe came from a Pinterest page about a year or so ago. I was working… Read More Thai coconut milk&red curry soup.
Things get weird sometimes. There’s so many unanswered questions, too many thoughts in the middle of the night and sometimes we just can’t get away. So for a few months a journey began in quest of some reset. Work was daunting and taking up more time than I cared to give. School took a mental… Read More Where’s the reset button?
There are some mornings when i wake up and I’m just like blah. What more can I complain about today before 10? What else must I nitpick at to prove that everything is wrong? I’m tryna isolate myself but it’s hard when you got other people who need to vent and deal with their problems… Read More I believe the word I am looking for is: tiieeddd
The beauty of our relationships not only lie in the mistakes we make but in the way we handle the endings/beginnings. At least, I think so. When I look at them I remember why I believe so much in love and life. When I look at them I am remembering what love looks like, what… Read More “What’s next” after the storm: a brief intro on my parents
Book recommendation: Tiny beautiful things by Cheryl Strayed. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a book open me up. I feel excited to get home, pour me a glass of wine and read this book. I’m so thankful for the recommendation; it was worth the $16 that I paid yesterday at the bookstore.… Read More Tiny Beautiful Things
Artist: unknown Model: Instagram @kaylablackmon @illbrill There were things that needed to be done today. Right lower side of my head began throbbing at my never ending to do list this morning. Stress headaches have been a thing for me lately. A little overwhelmed with all that is going on currently with work, school and… Read More The Muse.
I just love writing. I love to write about love making. I love to write about love. Struggles. Faith. Patience. Relationships. Affairs. Lovers. The rise and the fall of life and love. There’s so much to learn through words. Through experiences. I write to live. I write to love. I write for passion and romance.… Read More Why do you write?
The hospital is full. As always. I’ve been to the ER 12x today and each time I was given the opportunity to thank the most high. To give him praise. To rejoice in his name. Four patients coded today. Four didn’t make it today. I was there in their moments. I was there with hands… Read More Tea conversations: part 5
30minute breaks never suffice for mental restoration. Working non stop, dealing with doctors and angry nurses and trying to manipulate situations between coworkers and patients is exhausting. But nonetheless every single minute is used, wisely. Thoroughly. Today has been by far a great day, never mind the fact the hair has been on fabulous but… Read More Tea conversations: part 2
It’s from challenges/obstacles that the true self emerges. I am stuck and frustrated at this moment. Look, sometimes I accomplish things that I have no idea how I did it. No idea. No words to guide. No recollection of movements. Just going with a feeling. I managed to create something with my hands and I… Read More Second guessing.
It was such a struggle today for me to get my ass up and go to the gym. I come home emotionally drained and I cried. What’s wrong? I couldn’t tell you. I cried and then took an hr nap. I woke up begging myself to get motivated. Finding the strength to begin to inspire… Read More Softer lessons.
I’m having to relearn how to be fearless. How to just be in the moment. I was thinking about this on the way home from work today. The best times to ponder on all your past mistakes always seem to be either during starry nights or orange skies on your way home. I have so… Read More It’s like revisiting an old self… constantly.
I tried something different with my makeup today. A softer look. No eyeliner. Bb cream. Mascara. Pink lips. A little blush. I liked it. Today was just…. Idk. I have a child on the unit who poops in their hands and smears it all over their self and walls when they get mad. Another future… Read More
You have to learn to be softer. With yourself and with your art. Don’t be so critical. Don’t be so tough. Feel what’s needed and write. Just write. Practice. Practice. Practice. I think the more you think about how you’re not as creative as her or him or them, you put yourself in a vulnerable… Read More
Making sure you are aware of who is in life your life, is important. Look at the many ways the most high speaks to you. Listen to the words that are spoken. Be present in feelings. Practice mindfulness in understanding how blessings are directed and instructed. I think today was about being awake. Too many days… Read More Brighter lights in spirituality