Tag Archives: journaling

My Body is a Temple BUT…

In today’s video, we discuss the confusing intersection between health and spirituality. Everyone has their own opinions and that can make it all the more difficult to decipher the path that is best for each of us. But I’m interested in what you guys have learned throughout your journeys. How do you balance the differentContinue reading “My Body is a Temple BUT…”

Let’s Discuss: Is Destiny Fixed?

Is destiny fixed? This common philosophical question popped into my head last night and it won’t leave me alone. I was watching Astral Journey on HBO Max, a Portuguese-language show that dedicates each episode to a different sun sign (Leo, Virgo, Libra…etc.). For each episode, two guests come on and explain how their astrology hasContinue reading “Let’s Discuss: Is Destiny Fixed?”

Plans for 2022 and Unraveling Negativity!

January has always had a sort of romantic quality. It’s just the idea of a new beginning, all the potentialities and plans unfurling in my head. In the past, this joy was short-lived because I would get so excited about these new ventures that, by the time I got to the execution phase, I’d overthoughtContinue reading “Plans for 2022 and Unraveling Negativity!”

Doing What Feels Right and Radical Self Trust

Hey everyone, I know it’s been a little bit since I posted on here. But I am very active over on TikTok and Instagram if you want to take a look over there! Self-promotion aside, I want to revisit a topic that I’ve touched on in previous posts, such as “Taking Control Can Be Messy”Continue reading “Doing What Feels Right and Radical Self Trust”

The Intruder

You’d think it was strange,My calculated coolnessAs barbed wire snaked up my legs and thighs,I grinned as the steely stiletto dug in.Quiet rejoicing beneath the singular sting of needles!Because it felt like justice.But for who? Did I protest when it all got too loud?Did I struggle against that invisible titanAs he seized my throatAnd stoleContinue reading “The Intruder”

A Sneaking Rage

I lay on the splintering wood. Weezer’s “California Kids” rattles through the back of my mind like a muddled memory. The smell of freshly-cut grass fills the air…Remember your breathing!… No need to be angry. Nothing is wrong. Still, the rage pools in the center of my brow, its acid dripping down to my lipsContinue reading “A Sneaking Rage”

The Poem with No Title

I stare outside through blood-stained eyes,You know those times, when you want to burn your life down?Come see the Queen’s broken crown,The emperor has no clothesDrowning, in a sea of hungry foes.The rebellion started as a single flame,Grew to a seething anger I couldn’t tame.This is not me!But it is, that’s what’s scary.And just asContinue reading “The Poem with No Title”

Help Me Settle a Debate… (VIDEO)

I don’t know how to describe it. There is just something about being constantly told I should talk about my disability that makes me uncomfortable. I recognize, and am often reminded, that many people with cerebral palsy have difficulties communicating. I’m repeatedly told that I should use my ability to speak as an asset toContinue reading “Help Me Settle a Debate… (VIDEO)”

The Fighter

I mean this as a challenge. Because today I am ready to fight you. You who has kicked me, bludgeoned me, and torn me to shreds with a sigh of boredom as you do it. You may have pushed me to the ground, flattened me into the earth, until that familiar metallic taste flooded myContinue reading “The Fighter”

Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head

Do you ever pretend as if your life is being narrated back to you in the 3rd person? For example, “Julie went to the cabinet and grabbed a mug.” I tend to do this, especially after I’ve been reading a book for awhile. I’ll silently narrate my actions in my head. I’m not sure howContinue reading “Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head”