A Wolf Girl's Notes On Personal Revolution
Listen to “Dark Days” by Local Natives in the background Open the tin of ceremonial matcha and the ceramic set to mix it with that your sister got you for Christmas Heat some water in the kettle Sift the matcha into a flawless fine powder using a strainer Pour the hot water Whisk the matcha…
I’m tired of being disappointed. It’s been happening so much lately that I’m ready to crash out and never speak to the next person who lets me down or makes me feel disrespected. Knowing the universe, it has been purposely jabbing me repeatedly where it hurts because it wants me to look at the core…
There’s magic in creating pockets of softness in your everyday life. It looks different for everyone depending on who you are, what brings you comfort, and what soothes. It’s the power to transform the mundane into pure, unadulterated love. Sometimes it looks like brewing a loose-leaf tea called “Fairy Heart” that you curiously selected at…
The other day, I was sitting in my backyard with my dog. The breeze drew my attention to the sound of the rustling leaves from the giant swaying tree in my neighbor’s backyard. I stared for a long moment and smiled to myself. That’s right. I still get to do this. I still get to…
A love poem.
*originally published last year under the title of “Unrapping Wisdom. Bite Sized epiphanies and sweet reflections. I have a sweet tooth that I indulge more than I care to admit. Usually, I give in to the cravings, feel shame for a little while, and then go on my merry way. I’m not usually heavily pondering…
I watch her pupils dilate as she sees herself clearly for perhaps the first time. She likes what she sees. It’s in part surprise, in part not. How could it surprise me when this human vessel is so exquisite? Beautiful and resilient. Here, at this moment, I find the kind of love I don’t often find where I…
I wish more than anything I could be that kind of person. The one that tells you exactly what she’s thinking when she’s thinking it. I wish I could be true to myself and be unapologetically honest and transparent, to always have the courage to speak my truth. Life would be so much simpler. But that’s…
I still remember the first day I met my current therapist, about five years ago. She was maybe the 4th person I had tried talking to since I started seeking mental health help. None of the other therapists had inspired much confidence from me, so talk therapy hadn’t stuck even though I desperately needed it….
When I first set out to write this blog, I wanted to do it as a personal blog. Then I started second-guessing myself and throwing all these different ideas together, and I feel like my website became a kind of clusterf*ck. I got swayed by all the “How To Blog The Right Way” articles, which…