I Have No Idea What I'm Doing.

Have you ever heard of "Love Languages"? They're the way that we express and receive love- in all forms- in our relationships. Somewhere along the line, it was narrowed down to 5 modes of expression:  Words of Affirmation Acts of Service Receiving Gifts Quality Time Physical Touch Sometimes, our Expressed Love Language can be different from our Received Love Language, which is to say that one may "speak" in terms of Gifts but may receive love in terms of Quality Time or Physical Touch. As a Capricorn and someone who basically holds other people to the standards I hold myself to, my primary Expressed and Received Love Languages are pretty much the same: Quality Time and Physical Touch, with a dash of Words of Affirmation ( You're so handsome and amazing...now give me a list of reasons why you like me and   tell me I'm pretty. ) I've been thinking about this a lot lately, because understanding Love Languages has become increasingl...

Does anyone else feel like all their best ideas come exactly when they have no opportunity to execute them? Jewelry designs come to me during a yoga class, writing topics while I'm driving to run an errand, clever Tweets when my hands are full and by the time I get to my phone, I've forgotten the wording and it's less funny ( the most real of all the tragedies here, let's be honest ). I feel like maybe that's simply the nature of "The Creative Process", but it's honestly maddening. I guess the alternative would be to stay home in front of all my "tools" and wait for the ideas to come, but I'm pretty sure there's a Catch-22 in doing that. I'm staring at my list of potential blog topics ( I figured I ought to write them down while I had the opportunity since, as I previously mentioned, that's not how it usually works ) but nothing is inspiring, nothing is sparking that little flame inside of me that gets those opinions ...

Well it's been over two years since I wrote a full entry and sooo so very much has happened since then. So very much that I'm not even going to attempt to detail anything about it, but I will give a quick overview: between Feb 2018 and September 2018 ( just typed October because apparently I have no idea where I am in time anymore... ), I embarked on what I will ( begrudgingly ) call a "spiritual journey" ( oof, that sounds so cheesy ). In mid-to-late 2016, a shift started happening and I really started to dive into a pool I had previously only dipped a toe in ( crystals with Dad, practicing yoga, watching The Secret, astrology, chakras, whatnot ); I knew something was changing inside of me, it was necessary and an upgrade, and I really started "doing the work", as They say. ANYWAY, a couple years, some psilocybin journeys, an ayahuasca ceremony, countless meditations, reflections, shifts, and changes later, here I am in 2018. It's September ( ...

After a 2+ year hiatus, I've decided to return to this blog ( as I am often wont to do from time to time ). We're living in some real trying ( re: frustrating, backwards, fucked up...yet oddly inspiring? ) times and I've got some strong fucking opinions and an open throat chakra that's just DYING to shout them from the rooftops...except that's way too extroverted for me and I'm a far better writer than I am speaker, so I decided it was high time for me to type a run-on sentence about getting back to my blog again so I can rant and rave and spellcheck and revise before presenting my thoughts to the public. So, there you have it. I'm back. For now.