Theres something about the smell of the air at 10pm in Hollywood, when the sky doesnt give you the privilege of seeing the stars that makes you feel like youre eighteen again. ...tugging at your clot...
I lifted my heart to the heavens and asked that it be filled. Ah, isnt that such a vulnerable moment, the ASKING. ...The asking of anything, really; permission, grace, advice, guidance.... ten more m...
"Something hit me in the stomach today; he could, can, will move on and be with someone else eventually. Then, I got really sick. So theres that. Its distant enough at this point that I recognize...
Ill sleep in. Just one more hour.... snooze button pressed. I can skip yoga for the day, I said. Heart heaving. Bad decisions. Raw text messages. Lifted the veil, to reveal the tawdry parts that emba...
You will be compelled to act, when you are meant to. The nudge, the "go on now...." the stumble into action, the 1. 2. and jump before you can reach 3.... you know the difference between the ...
“Can we take a nap?”They were the first words that spilled out of my mouth when we saw each other, in our comfortable familiar place, with familiar sounds, of puppies nails on the kitchen floor scurr...
Its interesting what you see when you decide to view it from another angle. ...Like, right now- Im sitting on the floor of my childhood bedroom, a floor Ive cried on, meditated on, made love on (sorr...
There’s this incredible tree, in front of my doorstep, that I marvel at everyday. I just sort of sit and listen to it. The way it moves, the way it lets the wind sort of take it and rustle its leaves...
I feel different. It’s funny…. The days you think you’re supposed to feel different aren’t usually the days you do. Your birthday, usually just feels like another day and every year Christmas, Thanks...
“What is not as it appears? What do I know that I wish I did not know? What of me has been killed or lays dying?” You know those moments when you read something and it sort of makes your heart skip a...
Now is the time to make space. Space- internally, behind the doors, stuffed in the back of the drawers and underneath the layers of camouflaged emotion. Rummage through the spaces you reserved specif...
For most people, change usually goes something like this; something major happens and the moments to follow are greeted with a steady routine of processing first, adjusting second, adapting and conti...
On my way to see My Love the other day I noticed a group of girls, about eight or nine years old....skipping alongside a reservoir, picture perfect really--- I loved that they had time to skip, I rem...
Its amazing....how swiftly dividing up your Life can be, when everything becomes Yours and Mine, and Ours isnt an approved possessive anymore. In hindsight, we both knew. We just knew how hard it was...
Photo Cred: Le Love It’s important to sit. To waste time. To give your thoughts breathing room. To having “wasting time” be a goal. To feel the weight of it all. To feel sadness and aches, for no rea...
Ive always been disciplined with my thoughts......clear, certain and unwavering. When I was 17 I was a Monster, just laser focus....I wasnt wishy-washy about my future or overly invested in which col...
Here’s the situation. ...that almost works, just a period, no explanation- just---hey bitch, there’s a situation- that’s it. There is a situation.The situation is this in a nutshell; I’ve been planni...
…...it was mostly about the garden. The work, the “labor of the day.” Sort of how little kids show off their rainbow colored restaurant menus, as to say “see...I did good right?” It was about approva...
Ive done this about a hundred times--- I run my hands across the contents of my closet, touching the fabrics, feeling for comfort and weight, then gingerly, like a ballet dancer preparing her pointe ...
Last night, my dream mantra was "CELEBRATE." While, I wasnt sure why I kept seeing the word everywhere, Im never one to turn down a good party-- and the highest form of gratitude, enthusiasm ...
I am writing this blog from a hammock. Yes. A hammock. As if there isnt enough of a reason to find writing from a hammock suitable, I will say that, its also slightly dangerous for both my body and m...
ITS FRIDAY! And Im going to do something new and different today........because I believe in evolving, or at least flipping switches, shape shifting, and pattern busting. Rather, than wrangle you all...
I havent been sleeping well..... However, despite all of these very odd dreams that are mostly riddled with fears, I woke up with this scribbled next to my bed: "THE MOST IMPORTANT THING WE CAN D...
Oh goodness have I been thinking about LIFE......take a seat. The other day Chelsea Talks Smack, the entire blog was deleted for approximately, 2 hours. The entire thing. Before I delve into how dram...
Telling stories is sacred to me. Completely, utterly, down on my knees at the alter, while incense nestles its way into my nostrils sort of sacred. With sacred things theres always an amount of fickl...
I generally like to get where Im going. ....I speed. I walk fast, (even in heels.) If I know that theres an ending point, a destination, I want to bulldoze through roadblocks, because I know on the o...
Sometimes, there are some holes in my stories. ....by sometimes, I mean often-because, as much as Id like to share every single thing all the time, theres a bit of my life that because of circumstanc...
Theres something that needs to happen right now. I mean, literally right this second. The other day I was chatting with my friend and I said, "Do you ever feel like youre waiting for your life to...
Hey you, eventually Ill start calling you "Mister," cause thats my way of making you more than a friend and making you a "thing," but for now youre just "you," youre the next ...
OH LAWWWWDDDDD.... You know what happens when you quit your job and you start three new ones, while also settling into your new rhythm and what the fuck to eat for breakfast now that office snacks ar...
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