Sometimes, I am very, very tired, and in a lot of pain. I choose to be proud of how many times I could have left this plane and didn't.
Ace of Cups, The Lover's Path Tarot A large chalice is emblazoned with a winged heart that soars above tumultuous waves. The base of the chalice is set with copper beads, and the inside glows amber. A crown rises above the chalice, reaching upwards to a glorious full moon in a starry sky. As … Continue reading Ace of Cups
I love long walks. One of the best things about New York City is the seemingly endless miles of connected sidewalks and pedestrian lanes. You can walk for hours in any direction, exploring different neighborhoods, seeing every kind of person. It's rich and visually stunning in every direction, especially in Brooklyn. When I've been especially … Continue reading Prime Real Estate, No. 2 An Exercise in Futility
I write about a wide variety of subjects and in several different formats on this blog. One of my goals has been to share a series of essays about my relationship to New York City - particularly Brooklyn - and what it has been like to live here. This is the first installment in that … Continue reading Prime Real Estate No. 1 Congratulations
I know I am not alone in this...
A big part of my healing process has been teaching myself new things and giving myself lots of little, quiet hobbies...
We are creative beings. While there will always be parts of ourselves that not everyone will know, we were not meant to contain our ideas. We thrive on sharing. We fall apart when we become isolated.