I never knew how much I wanted to see the world until I actually saw some of it. Now that I’ve seen what the world looks like beyond the periphery of my homeland, seeing every corner of it is one of my heart’s most earnest desires. Continue reading
I happened upon this article today and was thoroughly inspired. Marian Cannon Shlesinger, a centenarian and a spitfire, imparts the wisdom she’s gathered while on this walk we call existing. Continue reading
So I search to find an answer there,
So I can truly win.”
These are the things I want you to know. These are the things that I could never say because the girl inside me wouldn’t let the woman speak.
“Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, and forever again.”
-Chinese inscription cited by Thoreau in Walden
I haven’t stayed up late in quite some time. Keeping late hours used to be second nature to me. But life alters and thus you must alter with it. Continue reading
But that which all may win.
Nor try to conquer any world,
Except the one within.”
-Louisa May Alcott
I was terrified to ride her. But not terrified enough not to. We began at my favorite hour, when Night begins its quiet capture of Day. On the back of a painted horse, I breathed in the free night air and let the sounds of Outside accompany my heart’s nervous trepidations.
I keep having realities far better than anything I could ever dream up. Before this one escapes my memory, I must catalog it here.
“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies… It doesn’t matter what you do…so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that’s like you after you take your hands away.”
–Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
I define truth as anything you believe to your core. It doesn’t matter what evidence or lack thereof is there; if you feel it in your bones, that’s all that matters. Continue reading
There is this thing about me. I do not feel things passively. Feelings usually pass through me like thunderstorms.
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
Kurt Vonnegut once said, “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim, or murmur, or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’” I thought of this quote not long ago during one such moment, and I did just that- it wasn’t an emphatic exclamation, but a contented vocalization: “I’m happy.” And that was the first time I can ever recall recognizing happiness at it’s exactness.
Three years ago on this exact day, I met with an emotion never before introduced to me. I still don’t have a name for it. It was a concrete intangibility of anguish to which, until that moment, I had always been a stranger. Continue reading